Thursday, December 13, 2007

People we saw

Driving through town I saw a man crossing the road. He was wearing a pale turquoise-blue shell suit: I was sure it was Mutley. I waved to him but he showed no sign of recognising me so maybe it wasn't. Or maybe he didn't want to damage his image by waving to me.

Then I saw a young woman in white hipster jeans and an orange t-shirt that ended at her navel. I became my granny. 'You will so get a cold in your kidleys, my girl.'

Finally, when Betty and I were sitting at traffic lights a porsche pulled up behind us. 'Don't worry, Betty,' I said, 'he's a very much younger cousin of yours. Just because he's driven by Mr Cool, with shades on and the roof down doesn't mean anything. I'm cool the instant I sit in you.' I didn't add that might have something to do with the gap around the door frame; like all women, she's very sensitive about her condition.

3 comments:

Joy Des Jardins said...

Some very interesting days can be had from 'people watching.' Leads to some great conversations.

Gledwood said...

Wearing a turquoise shellsuit yet didn't want to spoil his image: isn't that a slight contradiction in terms~?!?

Liz Hinds said...

It's very distracting though sometimes, joy!

You'll have to read Mutley's blog, gleds. His favourite item of clothing is a lime-green woolly.