Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Oh, the Regiment of Women.

Today’s visit to Ashbourne could largely be described in three words:

God, that hurt!

It was, in fact, another remarkable day for women encounters, but the other four were relatively painless. And can you believe that:

1. The most beautiful woman I ever met continues to grow even lovelier.

2. I got hugged twice and kissed twice. One was welcome, the other wasn’t. I suppose that’s just how life is.

I’m at a loss to understand why women, familiar and unfamiliar, are suddenly dropping into my orbit like falling cherry blossom. I suspect my new companion, the Lady Fu, might be responsible. I wonder whether she would be offended if I asked her to be a little more selective.

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