I had a brief encounter yesterday, and I'm still smiling about it now.
It happened at an exhibition of paintings in an art gallery in Nottingham. I stood for quite a while looking at one particularly good Lowry painting, along with several other people. When I turned to walk on to the next one, I found that I couldn't move. I was literally stuck to a man who had been standing next to me. :shock:
His coat was open, and the velcro fastening on it had attached itself firmly to my jacket. We were completely velcroed together :!:
As I hastily tried to untangle myself, I couldn't help noticing that he was about 6ft tall, dark and very
( quite a hunk
At that point, I decided to play the part of the helpless female...........
( can you blame me :?:
He laughed and said, ''There's got to be a joke in this about picking someone up!'' so I unashamedly fluttered my eyelashes as I replied, ''In an art gallery too!''
We finally managed to unvelcro ourselves, but as he moved away, he turned back and gave me a rather cheeky wink.
As it was my birthday yesterday, I was feeling as though I'm rapidly becoming rather ancient, but the man was about half my age, so the wink was a very nice boost to my morale
Perhaps I haven't lost it totally after all :!:
I think I might go and write a Mills and Boon novel now