Tour

I noticed early on for instance, I did things that no one else did. I walked across the park lawns where everyone used the side-walks only. I walked on the raised decorative curbs, like an eight year old kid would, because it was more fun and the view was better. It was brushing against the hedges with the palms of my hands, and dragging tactile fingers across the tastefully decorative black metal fencing, like playing a harp, plumstead, running my fingers along the spine of its might-be taboo. I might slide down the shiny brass-angled nightingale railings of the Hampshire Plashet Covington steps. No-one else would. And no-one ever told me I shouldn't. No harem scarem - no foul. I knew I was different. The usual argument would-have-been - "What if everyone did it ?" But everyone did not. I heard that out-of-shop argument more than once. And of course they are right. Not a pretty site. And if everyone did it I wouldn't for the harm done. But since they didn't, why should not I - experience life ?

My attitude here, the situation controls me or I control the circumstance. Side-walk rules or off the reservation, a renegade - a definite Whatnot, observable to anyone, and sure to garner reaction. I watched the watcher while making myself the object of watch, as one common to all. I was a watch-maker. What can I say: I like to show-off, always have - always will. "But I like for people to see me." "Maybe others don't share your enthusiasm" from the film "My Name is Nobody". If they didn't, they kept it to themselves. Very polite, except in Germany. And I looked everyone in the eye. That was the thing. You can do it if you look them in the eye. Kids do it. Eye do it. Eye to Eye. Eye and Bye.

(136 of 278) Next Page