A man is sitting in the lotus position in the street outside my flat, singing Smiths songs in mournful tones. They echo off the other buildings in this narrow street, accompanied by the wailing of gulls.
Thing is... it's 5:15 in the morning.
I'm not sure whether to go down with a bunch of gladioli for him to wave or to yell at him to STFU. Or
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Weird. It wasn't actually Morrissey, was it? :)
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Weird. It wasn't actually Morrissey, was it? :)
Oh, that would have been wonderful! But no - just some random stranger. One of incidents where you can't help wondering what sparked it all off.... because this is definitely not normal behaviour!
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You have to hand it to him, the man's got taste. When you think what it could have been...
Mind you, if it was James Blunt I really would have called the police!
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I like the sound of your yoga-position Smiths-er. If you could just get him to put his singing time forward a couple of hours, I'd hire him as an alarm clock.
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No - it's the noisy sexual activity that I don't like. But that's another tale... and not for a while, now I come to think of it. *hopes they've split up*
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