I went to the library to do some research at 4ish this afternoon. On a Saturday. All for that expert witness thingy. Hmph!
As I walked down King Edward VI Avenue past Redwood to Bute, I saw rows and rows of buses parked on the streets. Ah, must be a match going on at the Millennium Stadium down town, I thought.
A few bus drivers were standing around, chatting among themselves to kill time as they waited for the passengers to come back up after the match. Which won't be till another 2 hours or so.
One of them saw me walking past, and out of boredom (I guess), he greeted me.
"You alright love?"
Ah, my favourite term of endearment.
"Yeah not too bad."
I decided to be friendlier.
"A match going on is it?"
He gave me a scary look. Like he was going to kill me. Oops, what did I say?
"Don't you read the papers love?" He bellowed, and the rest followed.
"Well, yeah but..." Actually, it's no.
He cut me short. "It's rugby my love. New Zealand vs France!!! Rugby World Cup!!!"
Oh...I see.
What? It's the world cup again? So soon?
Where has the last 4 years gone?
2 comments:
hey I thought u wont talk to ppl who talk to u on the streets? hahahahaha!
millennium stadium! I know I know! Been there before!!! (hahaha ignore me, just being silly.)
so you alright there love?
Hey, who said I won;t talk to strangers? I always do, esp when they take the initiative! Although i have to say, the last time I 'entertained' a stranger, her turned out to be a psycho (the one in manchester)!
I'm alright, how about you pet?
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