why dont you bring a packed lunch and a flask of tea if you get hungry
and maybe one of those walking sticks that has a seat attached at the top, so you can have a little rest, if it all gets too much for you
Broadhead wrote:Aye, have a good one Mark. It's scorchio i tell thee.
Broadhead wrote:Oh really? I will be there at 6 then, on the dot! I wasn't going to come until 8 but if youre there before that then i will.
I'm coming down with all my mates. I'll be the bloke on his own in the corner
I call that "The Sidewinder".Broadhead wrote:I'll turn and try and talk to someone, then do that nervous smile where you raise your eyebrows as they have ignored me. Then i'll look around pretending i've seen someone i know, and shuffle off.
Sherrers wrote:I call that "The Sidewinder".Broadhead wrote:I'll turn and try and talk to someone, then do that nervous smile where you raise your eyebrows as they have ignored me. Then i'll look around pretending i've seen someone i know, and shuffle off.
I also like that moment when you see someone you vaguely know coming towards you in a very restricted space like a corridor and you can tell they recognise you with a flicker of their eye but they look away or ferociously stare ahead and you end up doing the same for some reason and there is a point when you are a couple of feet away from each other that peripheral vision means the entire enterprise is clearly insane and doomed.
That is a "Nob Joust"
When one or in very special cases both of you decide at that last minute to break the embargo and pretend you 'just' came out of a trance and recognise the other with a massive theatrical greeting...
That is a "Toss Meet"
Sherrers wrote:When you are in a place like the smoking area of a nightclub or on the stairs in a houseparty and you are boxed in by 4 enthusiastic people half your age talking about facebook or iPhones and they are so off their faces they can't tell how boring they are being or when to allow one of the other 3 to speak or indeed recognise the look of pain and despair on my face which means I want to die...
This is being 'Quadra-Monged' or 'Caught in The Cross-Tit'
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