Ok Rhona ,, you and Verona must be on the same wavelength .. she popped onto site this morning , a subsequent fone call the two of us chatting and she said the james dean night of drunk haze story is definitely appropriate and relevant to the Vernon blow up number .. so it goes on this topic ..
I relate .. I was out the one night .. travelling incognito visiting the snakepits of the city
must have been about 2 + am .. me now at a club called Tots .. nice venue with a long bar, good dance floor, good music , nice mixed crowd .. plenty of chill out lounge areas .. and bonus a balcony .. I am now out on the balcony .. feeling as glamorous as the rest of the hazy booze and dope altered crowd .. hell man you didnt need to light a spliff , just stand on the balcony and do a bit of passive inhaling .. anyhow me have the odd chat with some friends .. now standing alone .. when I observe through the ever moving crowd a few meters away this absolute dish leaning up against a pillar looking at me intently
look away .. chat to someone else .. look again .. the same intent look is being beamed at me .. a few more swigs of wine .. look again , the same intent gaze .. Oh boy I must follow up on this one .. a nice flirtation to round of the night
I gather myself and walk as neatly as my haze compromised feet will take me .. look cool , act cool , look the part .. I squeeze my way through the crowd and get to my gazer ..>>>>
Shock , horror , its a life size cardboard cutout of james dean in one of his famous poses put up against the pillar
Between the booze haze and the movement of the crowd he had taken on life
I realized its now time to be afraid ,very afraid , my judgement compromised to this extent ?? .. fled to safety of home .. but me a big boy , in fact love those lapses of sensibility cos they always bring one back to earth in a strange way and also give one something to look abck on and laugh , and of course dine out on , share with friends
@ Diana if you get jealous of my cardboard cutout you can always burn him Ok ??
