Anyway, to the story. As you can see I did not want to go. We had just traveled from South Africa to the UK – Manchester – to see the family. Now, I was happy in Manchester. I was with my cousins whom were of similar age or older – and I always looked older – so they were taking me out every night on a proper holiday. I was in and out of get togethers, pubs, clubs and really enjoying the night life. During the day was the obligatory shopping trips and family visits with a little bit of cultural like museums and tours thrown in – but all in all I was definitely getting my money’s worth.
When I was a second year student nurse I was stood by the nurses station with a third year student nurse who was also male. I don’t know where the staff nurses were probably having a smoke. Anyway a very embarrassed looking gentlemen sidled up to the desk and said “I’m very sorry but the lady opposite my mother is er, how do I say this, er playing with herself” The third year looks at me and I said “Don’t look at me Mate you’re the senior” Anyway we both wander down to the bay where six beds are facing each other three in a row. Sure enough there is an elderly lady strumming away for all she’s worth, and being quite vocal about it.
Now if this were today I would probably just draw the curtains and let her get on with it. The colleague however decided he was going to intervene on her fun. He approached her front on and said “Now, now dear you shouldn’t be doing that in front of the visitors” Her answer to this was to fling her arms around my colleague. He tried to pull away for her but only managed to pull her up onto him, where she managed to get a really good grip and started shouting “[email protected]#£ me!” At the top of her lungs. The visitors were transfixed in a mixture of horror and incredulity whilst she ground herself against him while he squealed “Get her off me!”
Customer in front of me is about the same size as the artist. So I’m standing in line waiting to make a purchase and the artist is helping the person in front of me and making idle chit chat. Something about their dating lives and the customer was disappointed that their last date didn’t want a second date. So the artist looked straight at me while comforting the customer ahead of me and said “don’t worry honey that’s not a real man. real men love meat, bones are for dogs”. the customer said NOTHING about her weight with the date in question. artist lost my sale and got permanently banned from selling at that event.
Even in our 18th year, we are still very much in love, and can’t hide it. We still keep exchanging flirty texts and calls. We still enjoy each other’s company like going on a concert, chilling in a bar, videoke, watching a movie, going on a gym, marathons, roadtrips, outing, work-related outing, etc. We still love surprising each other. whether material or effort. At home, we still kiss frequently, dance suddenly with love, laugh loudly even the children are watching. He is still the man I fall in love with and vice versa.
Anyway, we cleared the airport and we did the whole Disneyland thing – on the cheap mind; not staying in the resort but in what Americans turn Dive Motels etc – and the next culture shock was the food. These roadside cafe’s -24 hours they were open – and for USD 3 dollars a person you could eat as much as you like! No jokes! Buffet style restaurant with on overage about 50 dishes on the go at once, and you could get up as many times as you liked! Plates the size of hubcaps too!