The Man had another visit to the dentist this morning and
again we went in a bit later. Not such a
rush on the trains again, not sure if it is the lateness or that people are
still away on their summer hols. Whichever way it is, it is nice to have a bit
of breathing space on the tube, My regular Starbucks is as have written before closed for a makeover,
and with not as much time as usual to spare I choose to go to what used to be
my regular store. Gone are the nice comfy seats, replaced by a padded bench
seat running almost the length of the store, fronted by small metal tables.
Coffee in hand I settled myself into walked the corner furthest from the
draughty door for my usual chat with whoever is online.
Coffee finished, well almost, and time rapidly running out I
shut up shop and head across he road o work. Past the lovelies in their tight
skirts and pretty frocks and the chaps in their sombre dark suits and multi
coloured ties. One outfit coming towards me was very bright and a bit garish. The
tall young women walking in my direction had a pretty bright peach coloured
dress, topped by a bright yellow jacket. It put me in mind of a rhyme we used
to say when we were kids. Blue and green should never be seen, except on a Spanish
queen. Well that’s what we used to say back in NZ. When I Google it to find he
origin I could only find mention of an Irish Colleen, not a mention of any Spanish
ladies at all.
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