thing one
last night I had a visit from XCH and Smallest Person; she was distraught - more than distraught
he was fairly upset too, it has to be said
just before leaving the house, she had trodden on a kitten and broken its neck and it spasmed all the way down the stairs and when it reached the bottom it threw up the contents of its guts all over the floor. . .
(I didn't ask how much blood spilled on the new stair carpet, or why XCH had left two teenage boys to "clean up" the mess on the stairs, as he was quite distraught as already mentioned)
a hot chocolate and some Maltesers managed to quell some of the flood of tears, but not all and not for long. . .
we had a conversation about why kittens come in litters of five (in this case) and she hadn't done it on purpose. . .
she still went home sobbing
thing two
a rather dishevelled man just came up to me in the garden and asked if he could have a fag, which I duly passed over
he then stood in front of me, with his hand in his pocket and uttered the following words:
"you're very beautiful"
"I'd like to m*ke l*ve to you"
"I'd like to f*ck you"
"I'd like to s*ck your n*pples"
"I'd like to c*me all over your f*ce"
the famous footballer, who was having a fag on a bench on the other side of the garden, whistled at me to catch my attention and twirled his fingers around near his forehead in a "he's mad" kind of way. . .
I think if Dishevelled Man hadn't chosen that moment to wander off and watch some ladies performing yoga on the lawn, Famous Footballer might have come over and whopped him one on my behalf
18 comments:
Were you wearing your balaclava, like I told you?
Sorry for all the rotten things that seem to be happening in your life at present.
Yes, the balaclava would render her oddly attractive...
It must be nice to have someone look out for you.
:(
poor SP
:)
nice FF
xxx ooo
OHmygosh.
The poor things...
Hugs all the way around--cuz that had to be one horrid moment in time for everyone.
Ohmygosh.
My thanks to the football fella for appearing ready to whopp if needed....
Oh....and I've now learned what a balaclava is, thanks to the wonderful world wide web.
how do you survive your long cold winters without sporting balaclavas? you probably have heated garages!
anyhow, I pipped you to it, with a little illustration of my own (purely for dave's benefit, you understand. . .)
Yep--heated garages and ski masks.
Gotta have the mouth cut out so we can have icicles hanging off 'em. LOL And something over noses--or they'd freeze and fall off.
That will sure distract Dave for awhile but if you would like a bit of a diversion too, there's an invitation for you at Kaleidoscope way.
Thinking of you and sending a hug.
Ohhhhhhhhh......a diversion invite!
:-)
*waving happily at kelly!!*
(she's not my Tiscali lurker, tho. . .)
mel hits a deer and SP steps on a kitten... Oh the carnage!! And this past weekend I killed two moles.... but I did it with a shovel and on purpose (I have found that I am pretty good at hunting moles the old fashioned way, and I don't mind that much so long as I am not using poison.) Me thinks that the emotional experience of death is just as important as any other emotional wisdom. C:)
I'll tell SP that, craig
coming from you, she'll value the learning
(obviously, seeing as how I'm in The Mad House, I have to wait until she comes visit me ce soir before I can impart your wisdom)
And I,LTV, has had the emotional experience of witnessing SP's response to death. Imagine how she would feel if she lost someone really important...
((((((I,LTV, XCH, and POVS))))))
do you know, gordie that had occurred to me
:-(
ya know....the bald one has his moments of brilliance...
maybe telling SP the story of Mel would help her know accidents happen to us all...
Moments of brilliance, katherine??? From my perspective its more of an era of brilliance. C;P
*choking on coffee*
:-/
Oof! Poor SP. That's a rotten thing to happen. And poor you! And poor kitten.
Sometimes things just are bad. Perhaps the 'life goes on' lesson is the best thing to be gained?
I'm glad the famous footballer was around at any rate.
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