27 June 2013

My date with a flower

Just me and her over a long liquid lunch, oh... unless you count that distant waitress in silhouette, hovering, concerned, wondering if I am quite right in the head, which I am most certainly not, but I do believe that I am mostly harmless.

5 comments:

Elephant's Child said...

Oooh. You have reminded me that I have 120 of these beauties to plant - preferably before the smaller portion goes into hospital again.
Sanity is overrated I believe. Perhaps because my own grasp on it is small.

Pete McAdam said...

Ah, if you give it a cuddle, watch for the stains. A bit like lipstick on the collar but harder to explain.

Andrew MacLaren-Scott said...

And very unlikely to be believed too Pete, thanks.

Sanity over-rated? I suppose it depends EC, if one could choose one's version of insanity, perhaps, but that is a choice not offered.

CherryPie said...

Mostly harmless, is an interesting concept. I think I am mostly harmless, but others might see me differently...

Andrew MacLaren-Scott said...

That waitress creates a rather haunting Lowry-esque figure, I think, on fuller examination. Waitresses all in tartan minikilts and black tights at that place. Rather odd, but I am not complaining.