This is me and Emma. I let Emma do something to me yesterday that no other woman has ever done to me before; or will ever do again. She did it to me in Lincoln, but I know this sort of thing happens all over the place. It probably even happens where you live. If you look carefully at the above photograph you will see what she did. Can you spot it? Maybe a squint at the photo below will help.
And if you were to ask me why I let her do it, I can give you two answers: one, 'I'm going to a fancy dress party in a couple of weeks.' Which is actually true, and is really how it all started. And, two, 'It's a long story.' Shorthand for 'I don't really want to talk about it right now.' Also true.
But it's shiny. And I like it.
I do think a studded (or ringed) ear on a man definitely has a rakish charm! Hope you'll tell all about the fancy dress party; I'm wondering who (or what!) you'll be. Surely too youthful for Keef? :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd too slim for J Lydon!
DeleteWatch this space!
DeleteIntrigued as to who you're going as now!
ReplyDeleteEmma's very prettyful I might add.
I may give away a few clues in the next couple of weeks. And, yes, Emma was a real sweetie.
DeleteI have been told the Roma believed it improved the eyesight.
ReplyDeleteMaybe Captain Hook is the costume of choice?
I'll get back to you on the eyesight front Suzie. Can't see it having much effect, but you never know! Captain Hook? Nah! The person I'm going as is 1. A real person and 2. Very much alive. Now, that's enough clues for the time being...
DeleteThere was a point in time when I really fancied one. Never too late, is it?
ReplyDeleteExactly; it's later than you think.
DeleteAre you adamant about this fancy dress business?
ReplyDeleteOTH
I've been called rakish, but never have I been accused of being a dandy highwayman!
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