I don’t like Ants
Walking through, out of the summer heat, confident and graceful, she turned and uttered….”I dont like Ants”! Then gliding away as she had arrived, left a lasting impression.
Still searching for 9 Jelly Bean Street...can you help?
Me: “Who ordered all those Lemons?”
Her: “We’ve got loads of Lemons, there all downstairs”
Me:…Thinking…..”Thats not what I asked…………is it me”?
A women…giving answers to questions that aren’t asked. Chestnut Tree Cafe Summer 1979. Never try to understand
Walking through, out of the summer heat, confident and graceful, she turned and uttered….”I dont like Ants”! Then gliding away as she had arrived, left a lasting impression.
From Jelly Bean Street….but I cant find it…England. Follow back Cheers
D’ya think we’ll see one today dear?
Right…my first blog. Think this is probably another symptom of you know what….the crises. Bit like a getting a virtual sports car….just another way of getting around. Same as taking up the guitar, writing songs. If they could only see me now.
May last a week may be longer……so follow and I will too.
| Me: | I wonder if you can help? I'm looking for No. 9 Jelly Bean Street? |
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| World: | You cant' do that! |
I suppose I should have expected it really…hitting 40…going grey, with everything I’d set out to achieve. Having gained University education, travelled, married, highly paid job, posh car, holidays whenever we wanted. Success, the grand plan had worked out! So why was I so GOD DAMN miserable, knackered, skint and totally fed up of commuting, 60+hrs a week and angry with those I should have cared most about……..Looking back I should have seen it coming? Mid Life crises!!!!
Life