I sometimes stop myself from publishing blogs , as i feel that they have no purpose, i don't see of what interest they are, even after i have written them, so go on to delete. For example, the other day i was 7th in line for the car wash , and whilst waiting i found myself embroiled in my favorite pastime of people watching. The first car that caught my eye was a family saloon, which clearly needed to be in the queue behind me, and was squished inside with children, (though i thought they all needed their own seat) and when the front passenger door opened out fell the rubbish, blowing over the forecourt, didn't stare though that's hard for me as i don't do discreet.
My eyes then were dragged over to the woman getting out of a rather battered Volvo, and who either is that eccentric she doesn't care, or got dressed in the dark. for as she stepped out of the car i literally did Laugh Out Loud, she had a full length fur coat on with Adidas trakkies, purple sox and silver dancing shoes with a 3" heel, she had on a lime green hat and white sunglasses, this lady must of been in her late 50's, but the loveliest thing was she had a great smile and i almost wished i lived in her head for a hour or so.
Moving up the queue, makes me frown in wonder , and i now wish i had been paying attention to what was in front of me, as the car in the car wash didn't have a driver , No he was standing at the side of the car wash watching his car being washed, i just wish i he'd seen him getting out of the car before the sprinklers started, as you cannot drive forward until you have punched in the number.
I then sat and started to listen to the radio, and thought about life in a poignant way , i saw a man on the path across the road, nervously checking his watch, Who was he meeting? Where did he have to be ? He then answers his phone and turns and ran off in the opposite direction , I hope his day turned out OK.
I was almost my turn and i could see two carers from 'The Home' trying to coax a lady in her dressing gown and slippers to go back inside, and by the hand gestures a cup of tea was on offer.
This made me think without CCTV and Big Brother, you are not often alone , and there will be someone watching , not with judgement , or distaste, but with human interest, so beware next time you have your finger up your nose , someone is watching.