Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Sun Tan

An area of sun-darkened skin has arranged itself in an amusing butterfly pattern across my face. Being a Celt (a mongrel blend of many Celts plus God knows what in the background), I used to have a tendency to freckle. Now, I look weatherbeaten and can add this to my list of non-feminine attributes. Stranger to nail-bar and hairdresser alike, I stride through town as an idiot-flaneuse (note the French terminology) scattering glamour in my wake.
I'm rather proud of my wind-whacked complexion, actually.
It glows in the dark and I don't need a torch to get from A to B in the middle of the night.


Anonymous said...

'Sleepwalking' is usually a sign of something serious!

Anonymous said...

Whats that song of yours with a 'french version'available!

Anonymous said...

some of the best songs were written at night


I've just seen that film 'Braveheart' starring Mel Gibson now wasn't you lot at war with us!