Sunday, 2 October 2011
Just why that boy needs me
Is it a cliche that most cliches appear to be true? Anyway, a photograph can tell a thousand stories. There you go: I said it. I like to imagine this captured scene - taken just earlier this morning by the entrance to this local eatery - represents the culmination of an interesting and fun night out. However, given this is the Merchant City, I suspect it ended badly; bruised knees, puffy cheeks and mascara tears, all cried out over a boy who wasn't even worth picking up the bill for, let alone that mournful taxi ride home. This is where, whatever the situation or outcome, bravado took a tumble and ego hit the pavement... in holy, stockinged feet, obviously.
Heavenly - 'I'm not scared of you' (3.42)
Le Jardin. Oui? Bonne. Ici.