Saturday, October 11, 2008

legs

A bit incoherent this post maybe since I'm a bit flued up and my mind is fudge after eating gummy bears, lucozade, malt and whatever palliative remedy I received via fb. Thank you all.

I'm already planning the next one in the series H of H drawings (part # whatever) and seeing what (new) photos I can plunder already. But I know there's going to be a huge pair of legs on one side.

There's a giant who works at the swimming pool who has the tallest legs in the world - that reach up to the sky - literally. I don't ever remember seeing his face - just a pair of scuffed bovver boots and expanses of sinewy calf and knees and - much higher up - in the clouds, the fringes at the end of his shorts. I think his job is skimming bugs from the pool surface or something like that. The legs stride around while everyone swims. Innocuous. And after a while everyone forgets he's even a giant

I was off to the art shop the other day to buy aquamarine, tangerine and dusty pink when the mile high legs stomped out of the sky right by me and a voice boomed "Why are you not swimming this year?" I giggled shyly and explained that it was a little bit cold just yet. He guffawed loudly and strode away. Phew.

Still I hope the temperature picks up soon.

Other than that what else? A few posts back, I mentioned doing a post about romance and stuff - but that's hard. I'm not romantic in the least, I don't think What about you? I thought rather I could rather do a post about synchronicity and romantic fate or something like that. I've met so many people in my life in the strangest of ways - people who've stayed I mean - that now I've learned to accept it.

So what do you think lovely people? Do we care? Speak to me, let's go...

12 comments:

Andy Phillips said...

I had a friend at school. We were in every class together, by chance, but not spoken. Then one day, waiting for Social Studies, I told her I'd had a dream about her. "Really?" She said. Really. I can't remember the dream, but I remember her reaction. She was turned on by the fact I'd dreamed about her. She started telling me everything, and we talked intimately all the time. I saw her again, a couple years ago, and still felt the same connection.

potdoll said...

erm, am thinking

Far Away said...

ahhhh Andy!
Yes some people you yalk to really easily.

Think on Pot.

I was once getting off a tube with a friend and remember seeing this bloke fleetingly sitting further along on the train. He seemed to be emanating inner peace (yeah alarm bells - I know). I told my friend that I felt the bloke was coming into my life. And sure enough met him at a party within a week...


ooh but if you join in Pot there's a juicy one...

potdoll said...

I once shared a house with about five people and one of them i just couldn't stand. he used to irritate the hell out of me. for months i would avoid him because i couldn't stand the sight of him, or his ways, or his voice. then i had a dream about him and i loved him in that dream. after that we became really close friends for the rest of the year.

does that count?

Far Away said...

scraping the barrel a bit that one Pot. Any more? Think hard.

potdoll said...

i onced dreamt about a lad and then a couple of weeks later i met him in real life and stayed with him for three (wasted) years.

better?

Far Away said...

Ok Pot :)

Just going to take my mum for lunch and I'll do mine later OK
x

potdoll said...

oh what! you bugger.

i thought you had the flu? tsk.

:)

potdoll said...

bloody hell! that was worth waiting for! lolled at the deflowering bit!

god i can't believe the classified ads bit! wow!

Far Away said...

can't leave stories like that up on a blog though can you?
Bit like giving out your PIN number Ha!

Lianne said...

ARGH! I stay away from the internet for one day and I miss everything!!! Not fair.

Far Away said...

Tsk!
Now you'll never know.

;)