As it was a 20 minute walk into town, I decided to stop first at my favourite little cafe, Huckleberries, to recoup and gather myselves for the chore of shopping. I took a seat in the window with a coffee and a piece of their exquisite chocolate fridge cake and gazed out at the passers by.
After only a few minutes, I found myself captivated by a good-looking young man with some sort of backpack who walked towards the bus stop. I couldn't help but stare as he strode past; he was tall, slender but broad of shoulder, with a small head and enormous boots! He disappeared for a few minutes just around the corner, but my
Anyway, I saw him again the next day as I was driving through Cromer with Inexcuseable and her husband. He was on his bike heading the wrong way down a one way street right at me!
Perhaps this means something?
* Sigh... OK, then. Treat it as a euphemism if you must.