(no subject)
This week I've really enjoyed being with Aidan; one night he got all inspired and drew my portrait while I was talking with Rob Nantes on the phone about his crazy scheme to give up his job at the British Council in Madrid and bury himself in his native Bridport: 'Steve!! Don't move your head!!' - a fanatical gleam in his blue eyes and his tongue working away between his lips; then we were testing each other with an Italian phrase book, falling about laughing over the terms of endearment: 'cicciona mia' translated as 'my little fleshy one' which literally had me crying with laughter imagining calling someone that in English and their reaction (if you know any Spanish it sounds like 'my little spare tyre'); then last night we went to the music school to meet his teacher Moisés, really nice young guy full of enthusiasm and praise for Aidan, so we were all pleased; a spring in his step as he walked up the street with the guitar strapped to his back...........what a sweet boy, I feel so lucky ...........