November
30 11 2006
The bright spark at Trades Hall who thought it would work.
29 11 2006
Every-fuckin-thing.
28 11 2006
27 11 2006
My soup man assured me, somewhat emphatically, that creamy doesn’t involve cream. I’m very fond of him. Do I express this affection by a) conducting a re-branding survey, or b) letting things be.
26 11 2006
That three seconds when you squeeze your lips shut as his envelope yours.
25 11 2006
Agreeing to go dancing.
(As it happens, my doubt was ill-founded – it’s way better when you’re too old to care.
15-24 11 2006
14 11 2006
My flippancy
13 11 2006
That I will ever understand what it meant.
12 11 2006
“We covered that in the beginners’ class”
11 11 2006
No doubt. He’s good.
10 11 2006
27 years after commencing the affair I finally absorbed and followed the instructions:
“Shake excess water from hands. Press button. Rub hands rapidly under nozzle”.
And it worked.
9 11 2006
a) The projection for 2020 is 40 million more men than women in China.
b) The tittering from the audience.
8 11 2006
Calling him to figure out what it meant.
7 11 2006
What it meant.
6 11 2006
“Your tan is good. Where did you get it?”
5 11 2006
He wouldn’t bring it up, so I didn’t.
4 11 2006
They had got there first. But he shouted at me. And I don’t like being shouted at.
3 11 2006
“Yes, I should be on the door list…”
2 11 2006
The $280 could be rationalised, but they took my change too.
1 11 2006
They were definitely looks of accusation. But they got it all wrong. You see I’m an expert. And experts can sneak in to watch the end.