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The umbrella would not open

It was a grey day
An English grey
Smudged and smeared
Blacks and whites
Scythed the skies
And mottled shades of
Dark and light
Sank into the horizon
And lay in wait
For the morrow

The night ejected the grey
Like a smoker's breakfast smoke
And street lights haze
Made angels appear
And the floating whites
Of car headlights oft dazzled
And splattered the pavement
Spotlighting dog shit drying
As moonlight spat

And the spits became splodges
And hair dampened
Dripping over my face
Smudging mascara
And revealing a nocturnal warrior
Intent on being dry
But revelling in the damp
The umbrella snapped into action
But would not open

A broken umbrella
Like an unfulfilled life
Hanging around in useless anticipation
For something, but inert
And the rain only deepens
The frustration
Of getting wetter
But carrying a weapon
Of the past

Leaves

Autumn Leaves

Yellow and browns, the autumn outfit
Some want to sparkle
And throw on the red dress
The very red dress
The dress that means I want action
But most settle for brown and yellowish shades

None remain blemish free
But most contain the stains of a summer party
Some cling to the past like a leech
Even October winds cannot induce a fall
They wave defiantly above the carpet of friends
Who once created summer shade
And a respite from August heat

But like all, they will fall
As winter's chill knocks and grey skies plough the heavens
The last leaf falls, dropping like a tired child's eyelids
After an exciting day
But already life is stirring within the sturdy trunk
The life blood of tomorrow's leaves stir
Slightly, awaiting spring and a new passage of time
A passage of time when the leaves of Fall
Are quickly forgotten
And all looks forward to the blossom and the buds

I feel that I am a restaurant!

Why do people choose to eat in a restaurant?

If a person establishes a restaurant, what need is that restaurant meeting?  Is is food or is that too simple of an answer?  Is it the experience or the convenience?  Since the French Revolution, restaurants have been evolving and I think the question is interesting

For me it to eat something I don't make or have at home, as well as to have someone else do the cooking and cleaning up afterwards, basically achange of scenery helps.

- I have nothing ready at home, and we are out on the road, so it's convenient to eat at a restaurant.
that's about it for me. : )

Personally I would go for the food which I would not have access to otherwise.

If we eat out it is usually based on the food offered, the ambiance offered and  the prices. The food is important because if you feel you could have easily prepared the same meal yourself it is not such an interesting experience.

One of the things that reduces the number of times we eat out (besides the cost)is that I am sometimes told my meals are better than those on offer.

In the past eating out was a good way of trying foods from different countries. Now the meals we eat in the UK are inspired by many different countries recipes.

Some meals or restaurants do earn a place in your memory, that is the ideal.

Breaking up the monotony of doing the same thing, without variation, every day (in other words, the need do what is "mentally/emotionally nurturing"  (They offer the chance to have different types of foods, the chance to eat in a different environment, the chance to just sit and relax/socialize during a meal.  Those are all "mentally healthy" things to do, as opposed to eating the same thing every day with/without the same people every day, in the same environment.)

Well it is always cool to see a place that has a "vibe" to it that fits your personality, or one aspect of the complex humans we all are.

Being single....I'm rather drawn to restaurants with a good vibe, good food, and pretty waitresses!!!!!!!!!!!

I also think music can play a part in all of that...but I'm more music oriented than some folks are 

I often do things not on the menu. 

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I've been given a sack of coal!!!!

Monday was 'Befana' here in Italy. It is a curious festival and one that keeps the festive spirit going a wee bit longer. Here's what Wikipedia says about it.

In Italian folklore, Befana is an old woman who delivers gifts to children throughout Italy on Epiphany Eve (the night of January 5) in a similar way to Sinterklaas or Santa Claus. But children get both gifts from Santa Claus and the Befana. 

In popular folklore Befana visits all the children of Italy on the eve of the Feast of the Epiphany to fill their socks with candy and presents if they are good or a lump of coal or dark candy if they are bad.

Now given that you get sweets if you are good! And coal if you are bad! What do you think I got???

Yes, right first time. A sack full of coal. Which isn't too bad as coal is a lot more expensive than sweets nowadays. Sweets also make you fat whilst coal can give heat and also make a room romantic and sensual. I am happy with the coal!

However, I am thinking of creating a new festival. How many men look forward to a fat man in red appearing in their bedroom? There maybe a few but not many.And how many men look forward to an old lady, witch like in appearance suddenly sauntering around their bed.

Again there maybe some but I would hazzard a guess of not many again.

So what we need is someone who would excite you and you would lie awake hoping to see her enter your boudoir. So I am declaring now that December 28th is 'Festival of Daria'. The week between Christmas and New Year is boring and I would like to bring some excitement into the lives of many men.

On the 'Festival of Daria' a naked fairy enters your room and if you catch a glimpse you can ask any sexual desire or fantasy you want. However, it has to happen between midnight and 2 am and you can only have one wish a year.

Now, the interesting question would be to readers of this blog is what would you ask the fairy? Let me know or even visit me so we can have a trial run before you ask for it.

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Barbie should have black hair!!!!

I am always amazed that many people associate blonde hair with beauty. Many Italians dye their hair blonde because they are taken in with this belief. And it is wrong!

Walk along any Italian street and you will see gorgeous woman with dark hair. You can do the same in Brazil, Spain etc. So why is blonde hair desired so much? My belief is Barbie!

Barbie has brain washed us all!

Here is the history of Barbie for those who did not know.

Ruth Handler watched her daughter Barbara play with paper dolls, and noticed that she often enjoyed giving them adult roles. At the time, most children's toy dolls were representations of infants. Realizing that there could be a gap in the market, Handler suggested the idea of an adult-bodied doll to her husband Elliot, a co-founder of the Mattel toy company. He was unenthusiastic about the idea, as were Mattel's directors.

During a trip to Europe in 1956 with her children Barbara and Kenneth, Ruth Handler came across a German toy doll called Bild Lilli.^[1] The adult-figured doll was exactly what Handler had in mind, so she purchased three of them. She gave one to her daughter and took the others back to Mattel. The Lilli doll was based on a popular character appearing in a comic strip drawn by Reinhard Beuthin for the newspaper Die Bild-Zeitung. Lilli was a blonde bombshell, a working girl who knew what she wanted and was not above using men to get it. The Lilli doll was first sold in Germany in 1955, and although it was initially sold to adults, it became popular with children who enjoyed dressing her up in outfits that were available separately.

Barbie for me is not a good toy for Italian children on two fronts. One it reinforces the idea that blonde is beautiful and secondly and this can be said for all children it is not helpul for their sexual education.

(The above is a difficult joke to undestand for many second language learners. I am happy to explain if anyone wants to know the meaning. It's all to do with the term 'comes with'!

Barbie and Ken do not have genitals and Barbie is flat chested.

If the original idea was to have adult figures that you can dress up and live out life experiences like shopping, going to the gymn, having a spa and driving the pink car around the local neighbourhood then give them the equipment to make baby Barbies.

Don't leave Ken cock less!!!!

Because of the fanasy that Barbie has given the world, the name Barbie appears in a lot of pornographic material and you can buy Barbie merchandise at sex shops. I don't!!!!

I have nothing against blonde haired women but I do think that women with other coloured hair are as beautiful and in many cases more beautiful!!!!

So if you want to visit an non Barbie then get in touch. You can be my Ken as long as you have genitals!!!!

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