Miss
Thomson is my most regular reader. I received
three emails from her in one week. She arranged
to meet me in a place filled
with "magic vibes" - McDonald's!
We're
obviously not sensitive to same types of vibes. I
thought there was a lot of noise and a
lot of people. I wasn't going to miss her in this crowd
of teenagers and kids. She was standing beside a table
just in from the front door. I ordered an
apple doughnut, whilst she made her way through a Big
Mac.
After drinking her coffee, she
closed her eyes and said, "I should stop
drinking coffee as it wears me out. I should also
stop getting older, as that wears me out
as well!"
She'd come on her bike, and that's how she
left - bolt upright, like someone on horseback about to
go foxhunting.
She hasn't
got a computer of her
own, but she belongs to an association
with all the necessary equipment, so that's
how she sends me her emails.
She didn't think I looked
as
fragile as in my photo. I reminded her of the daughter that she'd
never had. She lives alone in a two-storey house and has offered
to rent me a room for almost nothing. I didn't
think that putting my life story on the web was going
to come across as an advertisement that I was looking for accommodation. OK
- thanks Miss Thomson, I'll pop by tomorrow.
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