Saturday, April 28
Tuesday, April 24
Idiot B ..........more
Idiot B in Spain 2
For the first couple of months Idiot B familiarised himself with the new surroundings to his new life, met the locals, and nursed his alcohol habit, courtesy of the larger and cheaper measures served at all hours of the day and night. The change in lifestyle from London was difficult at first but he soon became comfortable with the more relaxed attitude to life, assuming it was the sun which slowed everyone down and kept them smiling, it certainly worked for him, turning his skin from a pale puce to a shade of mahogany in a matter of weeks.
The local population was at least as cosmopolitan as the area of London which had been left behind. Quite apart from Spaniards, there was a heady mix of not only western Europeans and Latin Americans for the island had strong links with Central and South America, he had even encountered a Russian girl, quite how she had arrived there was another question. The fact that they had communicated in Spanish was even more spectacular, as his new hobby, a further effort to blend in or should that be ingratiate? Himself, was studying the local lingo..
For the first couple of months Idiot B familiarised himself with the new surroundings to his new life, met the locals, and nursed his alcohol habit, courtesy of the larger and cheaper measures served at all hours of the day and night. The change in lifestyle from London was difficult at first but he soon became comfortable with the more relaxed attitude to life, assuming it was the sun which slowed everyone down and kept them smiling, it certainly worked for him, turning his skin from a pale puce to a shade of mahogany in a matter of weeks.
The local population was at least as cosmopolitan as the area of London which had been left behind. Quite apart from Spaniards, there was a heady mix of not only western Europeans and Latin Americans for the island had strong links with Central and South America, he had even encountered a Russian girl, quite how she had arrived there was another question. The fact that they had communicated in Spanish was even more spectacular, as his new hobby, a further effort to blend in or should that be ingratiate? Himself, was studying the local lingo..
Monday, April 23
Idiot B....the story continues...
If you want to kiss the sky, learn to fly.
Idiot B climbed aboard the plane and out of London’s freezing rain….”No more winter in this guy’s life” were his thoughts as an elderly woman sitting opposite crossed herself and clung tightly to the edge of her seat….when the man at the controls uttered the command to his co-pilot…… ROTATE ……………………
With gravity no longer his problem, if only for a little while, Idiot B settled into his first alcohol comfort of the day and considered his future…swapping weeping willow for palm tree, an end to tears, and surely leaving that sepia tinge of depression far behind.
Four hours later the view from his window on life was changing. The wine had smoothed away any remaining trepidation and an arid yet inviting landscape was mapped out below but coming ever closer as the plane circled upon its final descent, and his travelling companion once again crossed herself as terra firma re-introduced itself to their lives with the plane bumping and lurching along the runway as reverse thrust took over….
The heat hit immediately as he stepped into the late afternoon sunshine, “And this isn’t even summer” he smiled to himself….
To be continued……………………………
Idiot B climbed aboard the plane and out of London’s freezing rain….”No more winter in this guy’s life” were his thoughts as an elderly woman sitting opposite crossed herself and clung tightly to the edge of her seat….when the man at the controls uttered the command to his co-pilot…… ROTATE ……………………
With gravity no longer his problem, if only for a little while, Idiot B settled into his first alcohol comfort of the day and considered his future…swapping weeping willow for palm tree, an end to tears, and surely leaving that sepia tinge of depression far behind.
Four hours later the view from his window on life was changing. The wine had smoothed away any remaining trepidation and an arid yet inviting landscape was mapped out below but coming ever closer as the plane circled upon its final descent, and his travelling companion once again crossed herself as terra firma re-introduced itself to their lives with the plane bumping and lurching along the runway as reverse thrust took over….
The heat hit immediately as he stepped into the late afternoon sunshine, “And this isn’t even summer” he smiled to himself….
To be continued……………………………
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