So I’m sitting on the bus this morning, dressed in black as usual. My hair is currently a delightful bright red so at the moment I look like a fuckin’ traffic light, but shorter. Yesterday on the way out to lunch one of the young fellas in here asked me if I was going for the fairground attraction look, then said ‘Ahh well, sure you can do that kind of thing here when you don’t have to meet customers’. The silver-tongued divil! Amazingly he has a long-term girlfriend. Anyway I digress, so there I am on the 7b and this fella gets on and sits beside me.

He’s also wearing black and is naturally ginger (ie. Orange)

I’m sure we looked fabulous. People probably looked at us and thought we were some weird American tourist couple, you know the ones, the kind who wear matching anoraks.

bah!