I went down to the village yesterday.
Unfortunately I wasn’t stopped by The Law as I would have had to tell them I was on my way to pick up drugs. It might have led to some interesting confusion but it just didn’t happen.
So the village as usual was almost deserted. The only real sign of life was a long queue outside the chemist. This was unfortunate as naturally that was where I had to collect my monthly supply of medimications. Bugger! There was nothing for it but to join the queue.
It was a lovely day. It was sunny and warm with hardly a breeze so it was no problem having to stand there a few feet behind the woman in front. I decided to take a relaxed attitude so I sparked up my pipe. It was the new one that I confine to the outdoors or the car, because in the still air of a room the bowl is a bit close to the nose and it needs an air movement to dispel the aromatic fumes.
I was standing there enjoying my puff when the woman in front of me turned and glanced at me. She then did a double take and started staring at me.
Now I’m used to being stared at. I put it down to my ravishingly good looks and handsome stature. So I slowly turned to the left and right just to give her a good look at my amazing profiles. She was quite easy on the eye herself so I didn’t mind. I smiled at her but she just carried on staring. It actually got close to the point where it was a tad unnerving.
Of course, it could have just been my pipe that intrigued her so much.
I’ll never know now.