A Message To You (Yes, You)

Don’t be afraid to talk to me. I’m friendly and I don’t hardly bite at all. And if I do bite, I promise not to leave a mark.

If I were confronted by me, I probably would be shy about talking to me too. I am quite a mouthful. But I am also rather tasty too and not so difficult to swallow once you get used to me.

I sometimes talk to strangers in the street. Just last week there was a guy sat in the park with his wife. He was wearing a t-shirt that said Windermere on in and so, because I’d just been there a couple of weeks before, I started chatting to him.

It was an interesting conversation about swimming and walking. He had just taken part in the Great North Swim, which involves swimming in Lake Windermere and so it was interesting to hear his story.

After a few minutes, though, I could see a kind of strain on his face. Something about me (or about him) was making him uncomfortable. Shortly afterwards, I made my excuses and walked on.

Actually then, when I think about it – maybe you shouldn’t chat to me. Perhaps I’m just too much of a strangeness for you to handle. Possibly I’m not really a functional part of the human race.

Okay then, stay away from me.

*adds #tags, types and title, posts these words and then goes and makes a nice cup of tea*