where are we today: mostly in a state of not wanting to say anything we will regret or regard as childish by the end of the sentence: mostly woman’s magazine stuff at the moment I’m afraid: so THAT wont interest most of you! where are we today: mostly in a state of not wanting to say anything we will regret or regard as childish by the end of the sentence: mostly woman’s magazine stuff at the moment I’m afraid: so THAT wont interest most of you! well believe it or not the truckie from Leipzig decided that we should indeed put in an appearance: although most of our appearances together downstainrs leave such a trail of waiters’ and inhabitants’ gossip and rumours that one begins to wonder whether it is all worth it: but on the assumption that if two people really are fond of one another then wh the fuck should we hide it!
So we met in my room an hour before: and “styled” on another: to my amazement he turned me, with the assistance of a cup of sugar water and a comb into his version of an Al Capone-type gangster: something new to live up to! I must say: it’s a role-a-day around here: so don’t give up girls just becuse the clock is ticking ever faster! fortunately I was not required to do any actual dancing: there was an accomapyning entertainment programme mostly made upf of burlesque drsga la Royal Vauxhall tavern plus an astouningly good live trans Asian kid singing Dalida, Piaf etc in French. Followed by a sensational Japanese opera singer who has been here before and who can really rock the place with Puccini as if she were sining Rolling Stones stuff: The Aisna boy could even match up to her in duet: all of this was accompanied: now get your sickbags out: by an ever ore ardent stream of attention from Leipzig: with endless confessions of everlasting love accompanied by a series of French kisses seeminlgy designed to redeinfe the activity I can’t say that I brushed him off! Why the hell: I’ve been waiting around for 70 years for this kind of stuff: if the other tables find it too pornographic: then they know what they can do: Get back in the jealous bitches box!!
Whilst all of this was going on he was outlining his plans for me in the future, wchich involve us travelling to various parts of the world, initiaööy restricted to europe and Nrthern Africa, so don’t pack your cases and flee too fast: in the cabin of his truck, which he assures is luxuriously fitted (I have heard ruours to this effect) and which I am invited to inspect for a trial run in the near futures: my god: what do I wear for that! Divided skirts presumably! I must say I have started to take this QUITE seriously because it is a recurring theme with him unswervingly similar whether related to the accompaniment of Rioja or just a cup of decaff: We shall see: Anyway: I bet ours was the most dramatic table conversation around in the joint that evening: Being for SENIOR CITIZENS (mostly) the disco ended, merifully, around midnight: and since I am now mostly moving around ” almost on foot” there was nothing left but to stagger up the stairs. which we managed to do more ore less gracefully!