Meryl

I met my second date yesterday lunch-time and I was rather nervous beforehand. We chatted for an hour on the telephone on Sunday when she told me all about her career as a model in the 80's, 90's through to today. 'Rest assured Moonlove,' I thought. 'At least she will be well turned out.' So last night I carefully prepared my outfit for today, a lemon coloured shirt complemented by a sweater in a biscuit shade, beige slacks and my best shoes - a light loafer with leather soles. I spent the evening beard trimming and pruning myself. This morning I arose early to shower and shape my unruly locks. I checked myself in the mirror before I left the flat. A vision in brown looked back. With confidence I stepped into the dark, snowy morning and slipped flat onto my backside, leaving an imprint of my bottom in the snow. I knew I should have worn my wellies.