I detest the van: it's big, difficult to drive (heavy), and smokes a lot which makes me feel unbelievable guilty. But right now I can afford to do nothing about it as the cost of repair exceeds the value of the vehicle.
But there is one thing about this van, and reader, as a female you may kno this already, becos as I haf pointed out, yu are no fule, girls look into vans.
Just as a bloke can hardly resist looking at a girl in a nice tight pair of jeans, a girl, so it seems, of all ages, from 16 to 61 can not resist taking a peek into a van and having a good look at the driver. Bit of shock for them when they see fat middle-aged me. But I presume their expectations are of a swarthy, fit bloke with pecs oozing masculinity and .... well, let's draw a veil here over what their expectations might be. Especially as they are so thoroughly dashed in this instance.
Nonetheless, dashing notwithstanding, I beam back (usually) and get a surprisingly large number of smiles back.
And I like it when a pretty girl smiles at me. Vague notions of memory stir in an appealing way. So girls, please keep looking in vans,a nd smiel back if the driver smiles at you. You could be making my day.
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Okey-doke, I shall continue to check out vandrivers and will smile widely.
I always do. Will continue :)
You been putting on weight Beep? you weren't fat last time I saw you!
You always say the right thing Mig. Bless you for making an old man happy today!
And Thursday - I've got my eyes peeled....
Nor old :)
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