Rhubarb and Custard...

...is what is currently lodged in my mouth as I type (of the boiled sweet variety). I'd like to say it reminds me of my childhood but it couldn't be further away from the truth. In reality, growing up in the Caribbean would have meant that treats for me would be yummy fresh fruits, Tamarind balls, guava cheese and my favourite treat of all. FUDGE!!! Mmmmm.

In a bit of a reminiscent mood today.

Should really be studying at the moment but I find my thoughts being drawn to all things West Indian (or Caribbean...as people these days like to call it much to my dismay. Same Difference)

I love listening to the radio. You know? Not those music stations necessarily...I particularly like the discussion programmes. At the moment LBC 97.3 is my favourite. In the Caribbean there used to be a programme called ' Jook Bois' conducted almost entirely in Creole. A French/ English fusion. Funny, funny man. If only I understood it more. Sometimes I feel like there's a French person inside of me waiting to jump out! Alors!

Reminds me a bit of a date I went on with Leo. I think it was the first. On the Tube on the way back home...Bakerloo line I think it was. Both a little fecked after a few (me more than him because let's face it; I'm a lightweight) and were engaging in a little playful word foreplay in French.

Vous voulez du cafe monsieur? Ou est la gare? La gare est pres du boulangerie madame.

(you get the picture. cute.)

We thought we were so cool taking the Michael Barrymore out of the French accent until a couple sat opposite us started talking in French!! Shit! Haha. Both realised at the same time. Shuffled into the empty seats nearby, away from their disapproving French glances avec grande vitesse!

(That was the same night I nearly had an accident when I thought he was going to kiss me on the busy Tube. Turned out to be a kiss on the cheek! Good times :D)

Why am I so shy? PDA scares me a bit. All that saliva; especially of the stringy sort. Yeuch! Recipe for disaster really. Though I did kinda do it. Does that make me a hypocrite? Haha. I bloody love(d) it really. Really should get over being so self-conscious though.

Miss his cute little 'blushing face' sometimes. Back to the fishing gear it seems!


CBC

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