I have the tiny sliver of a chance of getting together with a young lady this lovely sunny evening. Please keep your fingers and toes crossed for me. She’s a Scandy; you all know how much I like those Northern women. She is also a singer and very tall. I think she has a special wink in her eye for me. Winker.
I am wearing my best skin-tight jeans, Converse trainers and skinny shirt. I may even apply a bit of eyeliner later on to go with my outrageously big hair. I’m looking sexy cool baby.
However, I cannot help be a pessimist, due to experience.
Knowing me, I shall become far too inebriated far too quickly. At the crucial moment I will say something totally inappropriate and insulting. This will eventually lead to me running away and possibly falling over. Then being sick and waking up in prison.
Ah, the inevitability of disaster.
On the Nelson Hi-Fi today:
The Maccabees - Colour It In
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Ooo I’m keeping everything crossed for you. Stay calm and smile, you’ll be fine.
Good luck, Nelson you old charmer.
Unfortunately, my initial pessimism became reality.