The Morning After!

I do remember St. P though I wasn't half as lightheaded as you since I don't do well in crowds. Anyway, I saw Megan yesterday, reading the day's special off a blackboard outside a cafe. I have a cold and was in a hurry to get back home and sleep, so I jumped onto the next tram on line 3. As soon as I squeezed in past the young people with earphones, found a seat, looked out of the window and fished out my own earphones, I couldn't help thinking just a little bit about how she might sit at one of the tables, outside--typical Megan, cross her legs and run her finger through the menu card. Also, I think Megan is just back from Perth and didn't look like she is wearing H & M. There is always a pattern. The first few weeks she is back she is like that and then she gives herself up to the Germanness of attire.
I took St. P's advice and bought honey today on my way back from schwabentor and this just shows how some days Megan doesn't work..St. P would disagree. Who would think of Megan when there is a sore throat and nagging hunger to think about. I kept thinking of steaming rice, red pepper pickles and steaming vegetable curry all the way back. The busdriver however, is kind of cool..I got off the bus and when I glanced inside the bus, the busdriver did a thing with the eyes and grinned--not a wink, --but that sort of thing puts Megan in the backseat ;)