... 'all living is meeting' ..."*
ahhhahhhh.... now I really do know:
the straw boaters - compulsory down here ( to differentiate the dilettante in disguise, from the cowboy hatted lower orders of nothingaunts); the total artless performative ...' meeting' .. indeed nothing.
Except her.... and her nine year old.
That was a real meet, in showoff square: solidarity, Compañeros
( I even had the kairosy time yesterday at last to research the correct sexing of the plural version, even if a tad sexist: us and them... more babes than blokes but still it's a bloke ending .. when shethem... could be a babe beginning... she, I was so impressed did know of Afeni...)
but it is this thing I just didn't know existed til two years ago that they the Surrey Home County Kate Middleton fans and 100 quid a pair sunglasses blokes... emigrate down here, to 'meet' which means maintain, Brideshead ...
Which is only maintained on arms brokerin' or techy dominatin' English public school boy, dodgy dosh ..
Washed away by the SWestern sunshine...
And.... every fearful look ( so many a day!) at someone that doesn't fit into their so conformist so so SO conformist ..look
I saw her a mile away....
and her lass's hair exactly the same as my own that age ..
As was almost every perfect facial gesture...
in the worst of all places of ' meeting' where I realised that's their addiction: meet.. never DO
Cos that's what they are brainwashed into at their awful so called universities.
Network
But no way ever with anyone not a photocopy of yourself
My my England really is the most backwards place on the planet..I know well
now I can really begin- as that worked lasternight
