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I might have missed out on a jar of special Blue Witch honey because of being too shy, but I just could not get myself to ask a complete stranger on the Central Line the other night if he was Diamond Geezer.
You: blue eyes, maroon tie, white shirt with grid pattern, blue waterproof coat. Me: white polo shirt, playing snake on prehistoric mobile, moving about gracelessly to obnoxiously loud music. Got off at Bethnal Green, you stayed on - possibly to Mile End?
Thursday 25 November 2004 at 7:27 pm
Hmm, I daren't ask why you thought he was me from that description.
Let me assure you…
a) I don't have blue eyes
b) I don't have a maroon tie
c) even if I did have a maroon tie I wouldn't wear it in public
Next time I promise I'll wave.
Thursday 25 November 2004 at 7:55 pm
Simply because he was at one end of a train, and was standing like me "right inside the car", and his face sort of matched a holiday snap of DG in SF - i.e. short hair.
But I might as well have imagined the photo completely.
OK, I was tired and bored and my overactive imagination started going all over the place.