But anyway I think it's fun to do it 'warts and all' as they say. At least that is what they say here in England. I don't know about elsewhere in the world. I shall practice it more and add it to my repertoire.
I apologise for the text message noise. It was only the woman from the shop. Do you remember? I told you I practiced my chatting up a woman technique? Well I asked her again. This time it worked. There is a knack to it. I obviously still have it. She sent me a text to say she would go on a date with me.
No seriously. She did. Honest. I will show you the message if you don't believe me. I'm not joking. Really it's true. I got a date! Yes I know. I find it difficult to believe myself. She said I was the most attractive and charismatic man she had ever met. OK she didn't say that exactly. In fact she didn't say it at all. I made that bit up. But she probably thinks that! She will be so excited right now thinking about me. I bet she is counting the days. Me? I just take it all in my stride. Although I might buy some new underwear, just in case! Come to think of it I expect she will be buying some too. Not for me! For herself. Just in case!
Oh, and I shall have to get rid of the dog smell in my car. Maybe shampoo the seats. Or better still we could go in her car. That way I shall be able to get drunk and make a complete fool of myself, for a change.
This song I'm singing, I first heard in the 60's. I was in the Shipping Federation office waiting to sign on to a new ship. Somewhere in the back of the office, out of sight, a man was singing this song. He sang it so beautifully. I have never forgotten that brief moment in my life. It is called Roses of Picardy. I believe it dates from the time of the first world war.