My friend said he can't make Wednesday night for the Jazz night (1st Wednesday). I decide at the last minute to go. I get there and no one there at all. So I just do the "let's have a beer" bit and I chat to the Steward and his wife who are good people and we get stuck into the Real Ales - the first one is 7.3% goodness sake - I have three of those, two of the Hop beers at 5.5% and decide to head home where I get off the bus - drop into the local who give me two free rolls because they are going to get thrown away otherwise.
Bad news... I decide to have a small cigar.... I know - WTF!!! But to be honest it is to do with having stood outside with a load of people all smoking and do you know what - I hated it and smoked - well ran around my mouth - about three swigs and then stuck it out! No it isn't for me - I stank afterwards. I wonder if I do things to hurt myself sometimes or shock myself.
Before I went out things got complicated. My Angel, whom I have distanced myself, reappeared and I'm back to that strange no man's land again. I don't understand what is happening because she was trying to work out whether Mrs. F. and I can repair it all.
That really created a stir. I mean why would she be interested in that? We both had to leave the conversation at that point but it was all a bit strange, surreal and not helpful because I thought everything was closed down and had gone away and now it's all back here again. Life is never ever nice a simple but then again, would we ever want it to be?
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