Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Going Home

A jersey dress slightly above the knee, a windy night with spots of rain, a shawl around my head, crossing the road from the last train. A shout from a car pulling up at the lights, around one a.m.

"WOOI!! NICE LEGS FOR AN OLD WOMAN!!"

What I put up with to get out and dance.

5 comments:

ghost said...

Well they're half right....

Jo A said...

The other half told me this morning that my hair had grown out a bit, and I look like "Suzi Quattro, circa 1974". So the hairstyle is not good, but I am infinitely cool instead.

Jo A said...

Luckily he did not comment on the legs, having dug himself a big enough hole already.

msHedgehog said...

@Jo hehehehe!

londontango said...

Thinking before speaking is not a strong point for most men I'm afraid. x