I took a bus trip to the city again today. I had Khalil Gibran with me, and expected to find some more inspiration therein. It didn’t work out. The bus driver engaged me in conversation the whole way there, and a woman I’ve never met before did the same almost the whole way back. Nil desperandum. Today’s Big Question came to me when I walked through the market hall:
Why do old women wear such huge knickers? Seriously. I’m curious.
And then I was sitting in a coffee shop later, and I had today’s Big Revelation. There was a man sitting opposite who had the look of a loner about him, but it wasn’t my kind of loner. He looked to be the sort who lives within himself and finds it difficult to communicate with people. I assumed he was probably an introvert loner. I talk to strangers willy-nilly about almost any subject they care to bring up, so I suppose that makes me an extrovert loner.
Fancy getting to my age before you discover you’re an extrovert loner.
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Bottom theory (jabs finger in air) As gravity takes hold the distance between fleshy bottom and hip bone gets greater and greater, hence knickers get bigger ;)
Never mind Khalil, maybe your inspiration was meant to come from your immediate vicinity that day. Annoying!!
Ah, right. Hadn't thought of that one.
What's annoying?
When your hopes of reading are dashed by chatterboxes.
Oh, that. Not really. The bus driver was a bit tedious, but I found the woman quite interesting. Not as interesting as you, of course, but not bad for half an hour on a bus ride out of Derby. I don't talk to people enough, so it made a pleasant change.
Why Edinburgh, anyway? Why not Inverness? Did I just jump through a time loop?
Lol, how did you know the old woman was wearing big knickers? That Big Question made me laugh out loud and snort (in a good way, of course).
I think I'm an extrovert-turning- introvert who appears anti-social but really, is very social. Does that make any sense?
like the term 'extrovert loner'. I can't find better word to explain what I am.
(need courage and facade to stay alive and survive.)
I walked past a market stall specialising in old ladies' gear. It was awash with knickers measuring about 24"x18" I hope nobody saw me taking an interest in them!
And it sounds as though you're becoming the opposite of me - a gregarious introvert. I doubt it, though. I suspect it's a phase. I've never known an introverted Leo yet. I would say my ex is something of a gregarious introvert. You know what they say about opposites.
So glad you're keeping a blog on, Lu.
Hello Mei-shan. This slipped in while I was replying to Lucy.
Yes, indeed. Not easy, is it? Welcome to the club.
Why Edinburgh? We'd moved from Tokyo via a little 3 jaunt in Paris, so we decided a small green city would be a good place to stay for a while. I'd heard that Edinburgh was good for the arts and it's so pretty.Next move is a piece of land with nothing but a bell tent and composting toilet on it in the Matarrana in Spain Hopefully by the end of the year, all being well!
3 jaunt! I meant 3 month jaunt :)
Gosh, Mel. What an adventurer you are! Wot, no computer? Does that mean I'll have to say goodbye to you?
Apparently, the mayors office is opening up a broadband connection that the villagers can use, so I think I'll be a once-a-weeker ;)
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