Monday, September 27, 2010

The Nook (reprise)

I headblogged a lot of the way through our conversation, pieces of her life, my people and a look into each other's stories. I headblogged her hand on my arm where others have baulked. My big reveal but, I suppose, not so big to her.

In the drafts on my mobile phone is written the line 'I had you dead' which is something the cool kids would say "you had to be there for."

That seemed to be the way of this weekend, all that stuff of checking the watch to reveal hours gone past in minutes. Quips, curses and the frequent, terrifying thought that I might just come to know that nook after all.

I defy anyone to defy a Sunday spent on the green couch in Neary's ordering same again after same again, wondering if work in the morning is so important after all.

This is me, cocky and called a sap for the crime of it. Neary's, her hand on my arm and my head in the writing of a new craft of blog.

8 comments:

Kath Lockett said...

Sounds suspiciously optimistic to me....

Radge said...

How dare you label me optimistic! I spend years turning quiet frustration* into an artform and this is how you treat me, Kath? Pah!

*Shit. Turns out Morrissey got there first.

Holemaster said...

I very nearly went to Neary's yesterday evening. I could have eye witnessed this and been able to score her out of 10. Assuming I knew which one you were of course.

Radge said...

Nearly never won the race, Holemaster. Next time it's a toss up between Neary's and not Neary's, go with the former.

I'll probably be there.

Therese Cox said...

"Last night I dreamt
That somebody headblogged me..."

Fairly sure you out-Mozzed Morrissey on this one. Well done, now back to Neary's with you.

Radge said...

Therese - Neary's needs a break from me for at least 24 hours.

Kitty Cat said...

That sounds like a rather splendid way to spend a Sunday. Lovely headblogging and real blogging.

Radge said...

Thanks Kitty Cat.