Dear
Diary,
For
heaven’s sake! Sometimes I do despair with the males of our species, just what do they want? I know it must have been absolutely shocking
for them to endure the long war years far away from wives and sweethearts. Mind
you, we gals had to make sacrifices too but at least we tried to stay faithful
to one man at a time!
A certain
‘gentleman’ (who shall remain nameless) absolutely charmed the socks off me
when he popped into the hair salon the other day, asking for directions. In retrospect I should have directed him
straight to Dudley’s garage across the road and not bothered myself with the
fellow at all.
Of course
he was the very personification of Prince Charming, smartly dressed with a
sensual smile and wavy shock of blonde hair that shone like gold in the
sunlight, as he casually brushed it away from his piercing blue eyes. His voice
was elegant and educated, inquiring so very politely after the nearest Post
Office. I directed him to the High Street, yet he held my gaze quite intently
and smiled so sweetly that I just knew he wasn’t listening to a word I
said. He persuaded me to tell him my
name and with a dramatic gesture he gallantly kissed my hand, then continued merrily
on his way.
After
about an hour, he returned triumphantly with a whicker basket in hand and
invited me to the Park to share a delightful picnic with him. Well what could I say? The other salon girls
chuckled together insisting that I should go and take the afternoon off, I gave
in eventually and hastily changed into the Rodeo halter neck dress for an
instant dash of chic.
The
picnic was a marvelous spread of cucumber and boiled egg sandwiches, pickled
beetroot, and fresh strawberries with cream, washed down with a bottle of
ginger beer. Heaven knows where he got the blanket and the picnic basket
from. He was such an entertaining
fellow, remarkably well read and articulate, I was completely enchanted by his
sparkling personality. I found myself falling for his charms and started to
wonder if Mr. Right had finally breezed his way towards my heart.
However,
the fantasy was soon shattered when two innocent young ladies happened to be
strolling through the Park. As they
passed by my date called out, inviting them to join us on the blanket. The
ladies certainly didn’t mean to intrude but I’m afraid to say that he gave them
no choice! He was so dashing and attentive, using the same complimentary casa
nova charm that he used on me. Well I never! I was utterly dumbstruck and
totally indignant at such an overt display of flirtatiousness. Obviously one
gorgeous girl wasn’t quite enough for this chap! I decided that enough was
enough, so I picked up my handbag and expertly swung it around to smack his
chops with a satisfying thwack, as I departed promptly with my head held
high!
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