Not the TV show.
I'd arranged to meet up with a good friend of mine, and we'd just come from the Ludos cafe in the bus station and wandered along Lord Street towards the bank so I could withdraw some cash. There was a really high wind blowing all over the place, and I watched a young Down's Syndrome lad and his Mum walking along towards me.
The boy was wearing a hat.
A really nasty gust of wind caught that hat and blew it right off his head. A moment later, in mid-sentence, in mid-word, I was a little grey and black blur as I went shooting off to catch it.
I did, indeed, catch it, and by the looks on the Mum's and the lad's faces when I brought it back, I must have appeared like bloody Superman to them.
Even though I did have hair like Beethoven's, all over the damned place. I looked like a male Medusa, but I honestly felt like I was wearing Spandex and a mask, the rest of the day.
Heck, I still do. :)
I'd arranged to meet up with a good friend of mine, and we'd just come from the Ludos cafe in the bus station and wandered along Lord Street towards the bank so I could withdraw some cash. There was a really high wind blowing all over the place, and I watched a young Down's Syndrome lad and his Mum walking along towards me.
The boy was wearing a hat.
A really nasty gust of wind caught that hat and blew it right off his head. A moment later, in mid-sentence, in mid-word, I was a little grey and black blur as I went shooting off to catch it.
I did, indeed, catch it, and by the looks on the Mum's and the lad's faces when I brought it back, I must have appeared like bloody Superman to them.
Even though I did have hair like Beethoven's, all over the damned place. I looked like a male Medusa, but I honestly felt like I was wearing Spandex and a mask, the rest of the day.
Heck, I still do. :)
My Hero
Date: 2011-04-01 01:57 pm (UTC)