Though despite the title, if my beau had had long enough, who knows!
Last night, I went across the road from where I’m staying just outside St Helier for my evening meal. Whether it was a restaurant, with a few guest rooms attached, or a guest house, with a restaurant attached, no idea! Either way, a fish supper, without a long walk, at a reasonable price, suited me fine.
Now before I go any further, may I remind folk that I’m 56, was wearing no make up (I never do my own due to a slight hand tremor) and was only in top, and slacks, not some wonderful dress, but anyway…
I was sat at my table, looking out on the view of the bay (not the best one, should have sat on other side of table), sipping on my wine, when I heard a man’s voice ask if he could join me. Now, for some reason best known to someone (not me!), I said yes, and he sat down, and started talking to me, I wondered if I’d pulled, without even trying! Now, how far this might have gone, who knows, because about 2 or 3 minutes later, my dinner arrived, and he excused himself, and I never saw him again. Why is it that when you dont mind a few minutes wait for dinner, it arrives promptly!
Please let me add, before any other potential beaus (of either gender) get any ideas, I’m not looking! But it was flattering, and fun, and maybe shows me that there is still life in the old girl yet, if I was interested! I’m wondering if I am carrying some aura of Harlow or something, the way men are charming me this holiday, they’re seeing a vision of her, not plain jane me!
Sorry, but thats the big event of the blog, even if it was last night. I went up to Gorey this morning, didnt climb up to the castle, my knees took one look at the long, and steep set of steps, and just said no, firmly! So after a walk around the harbour, and a coffee, I headed back into St Helier, and had a look around the shops. Apart from a pair of nice charity shops (yes, more vintage style tops!), most of the places were selling clothes way beyond my budget, and that was that.
So eventually this afternoon (after an ice cream) I came back here, and wrote a story, already posted up at the Garden. No, it wont be going to the Archive, not unless I tweak it drastically, there is no mind control in it, I knew I missed something…facepalm!
The video, an absolute oldie, 75 years old! But given the aura of Harlow I seem to be carrying lol, its actually quite young!