Dear Scary Drunk Man,
So you're drunk. I've been drunk many a time myself, but never so much that I haven't been able to comprehend that if you're a man, walking slowly in front of and past a woman trying to park her car after dark, staring in her windows, then standing just at the corner watching her is INCREDIBLY INTIMIDATING. And yes, I *could* see you standing there, I have these things called wing mirrors. That's why I wasn't switching off the engine or getting out. You weren't to know that I'm 9 months pregnant and was once attacked by somebody who started off standing at a corner staring at me in exactly the same way and thus was even more intimidated by your actions than I would have been otherwise. For some reason, that was the moment that the squad car turned up. Not sure whether it's just the police being very groovy (we had a visit from a Community Officer yesterday who said that they'd be patrolling around the area more over the Chrimbo season) or whether you'd been behaving that way to someone else and they'd called them. I find the facts that:
a, you slung your hook pretty fast when they showed up
b, they stopped, turned around and followed you
more than a little disturbing. You horrible man.
So even though I went to ADSA to do the bulk of the Christmas shop in the evening, it was still pretty nightmarish. Forgot the bleedin chicken too. D'oh! Also went to the paper to say 'Hi' since Old Boss had asked me to write a Christmas Play for them again. Did Wizard of Oz, and they did me proud - twas as bewildering and multicoloured as the Christmas Plays ever were.
My lower back and legs ache today. Hmm. A sign? Have decided to add The Actor Kevin Eldon to my interests list as he is a God Amongst Insects.
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