Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Overheard...

...one day last week in the street. An elderly couple shopping:

She (plaintively): I only wanted a little diary!
He (crossly): Then you can buy it yourself!

And I thought, how sad. Once, they may have held hands, kissed, made love and maybe babies. Then he would probably have been delighted to buy her a big diary, embossed, in leather. And flowers as well.

How did it come to this?

17 comments:

  1. Perhaps he'd just bought the big, embossed diary and it didn't fit in her handbag?

    Let's hope they're usually much happier and you caught them on a bad day.

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    1. Those were my thoughts exactly.

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    2. They looked as though every day was a bad day. Sadly..

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  2. Love is... being able to bite each others' heads off occasionally and still being able to hold hands, kiss and make love later!

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    1. Yes. But sometimes you just...well you just know its not like that!

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  3. Shopping never brings out the best in your other half!

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  4. They wouldn't have kissed and made love (and babies) right there on the street now, would they!
    As for the plaintive voice - my upstairs neighbour has one of those, and I often wonder how her husband can bear it every day and all day (they are both retired) when it drives me mad even on the few occasions I really hear her.

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    1. At least you don't have to live with your neighbour!

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  5. As usual the man's logic escapes me.

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  6. Sometimes the imagined lives of others is really intriguing.

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    1. And then we go and write stories about them if we can!

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