What a weekend!
I began the weekend by receiving an email from Berry Boy. He was writing to me "to explain some things" following our successful second date. Details aside, the crux of the email came down to something equivalent to me being "intimidating". Well I never! Confused as to this choice of description for me, I enlisted the advice of Wishtup. I asked if he found me intimidating, and apparently, the consensus is a resounding yes. Fuck, hey.
Moving on from this revelation, I took a girlfriend to the opera on Saturday to see Opera Boy doing his "thing". It was wonderful Gorgeous staging, glorious voices, although the Opera House is renown for its poor acoustics (ironic isn't it?), and it was hard to hear the singers when they were not near the front of the stage. Depite this, my girlfriend found her virgin opera experience emotional. She cried rivers and turned to me at the end and said, "Why didn't you warn me?". Err... it is opera - I thought it was a given that there would be tears?
Returning on the plane this morning, I noted, with some horror, that a nearby passenger actually used the "vomit" bag on the plane. Don't get me wrong, if you need it, please use it - that is what it is there for. But if you need to use it, don't neatly fold it up and back into the seat pocket, as if it were unsullied!