Sunday, 11 March 2012

My - what clever feet you have!

Happy Sunday, folks - I hope it's a nice, quiet one, allowing you some peace before you get back to work tomorrow. We like a bit of peace too...

Occasionally, Julie will just blurt something out. You know those quiet little moments when there's only the two of you in the room, it's a quiet Sunday afternoon and you're sat comfortably somewhere, having just demolished a large dinner. In the midst of that postprandial peace, someone says something. It's nothing ground-shaking, nor is it particularly banal. However, what it IS is utterly unexpected, and it wrong-foots you. You see, the other person has been thinking their thoughts and their unexpected speech is the result of it.
Unfortunately for you, you don't know everything that went before, so now you have to pick your way through what was going on in your companion's mind - and it's not going to be easy, because they don't think the same way as you do.

Well, that's life with Julie.
This time, however, we bucked the trend; everything was clearly understood and Julie made sense. Well, she did once I managed to hack a few of the ideas into little pieces for me to digest. She'd gone too fast, too far for me... Or as Julie put it,


...and down it crashed...
...error...
...error...
...error...
...error...
...error...