I've been amused for some time that, despite my own cognitive failings (they are myriad and annoying) - I've often been attracted to females that in English culture (at least) would be described as 'Thinking man's crumpet'.
So I went out for a pint in Boston and bumped (not literally) into Petulia Tabatha Fitzgerald-Astor. What was really weird was that she came from a part of the world where I didn't even realise that they thought at all. It meant that I had to realign my prejudices......
Obviously any encounter with thinking man's crumpet is for me - always and only - a spectating event. I think it may have been Denis Thatcher (husband of Mrs Margaret) that once quipped 'better to keep one's mouth shut and be thought a fool, than to open it and prove one is...'(I paraphrase).
So I listened to the blues that was playing in the bar where I was and observed.
Sadly Petulia Tabatha Fitzgerald-Astor was leaving the hostel the next day (I saw her leave), so that was that.
Must improve my cognitive function, such that I am competent to approach suspected 'Thinking man's crumpet' on first encounter....
You're a really good and thoughtful writer! And really, how can a person not be attracted to someone named Petulia Tabatha Fitzgerald-Astor. She must be memorialized in a novel sometime. It's a must!
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to reading more of your reflections.
-Suzanne
Thank you, Suzane, you're very kind.
ReplyDeleteAs for Petulia Tabath Fitzgerald-Astor, I wonder what became of her in reality..(?)
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