A smattering of regular readers to Blog Andrew maybe aware I work for a famous Educational establishment in Oxford, commuting to work from an outlying English Cotswold Town, if not there’s plenty of photographs of you to see on this blog, Churches and the like with skylines of honey golden lichen patches on limestone tiles.
I’m getting off point, each and every weekday morning Monday through to Friday, I’m witness to quite a remarkable young woman! There’s several reasons she catches my attention and I don’t use the term of remarkable lightly either. She’s two attributes that catch my eye, for one she’s in her early twenties, 5′ 5″, slim with jet back long hair and in a pretty girl next door sort of way a thin characterful face with a touch of a Roman nose, but quite attractive and you know me I’m a sucker for a young pretty face (18+) Lol you should, I’m going through my middle life crisis and have been since age 18!
I said two attributes, what I meant to say was three it goes without saying to catch my eye she must have breasts of sort, and this lady has smallish rather prominent mounds under her baggy sweatshirts and I forgot to say she dresses unremarkably casual. But returning to my tale, her third and most relevant attribute is more a remarkable observation, a favourite of mine human behaviour!
I’ll keep half an eye out for her until each she appears coming round the corner by the ‘Sue Ryder Hospice shop’, she’s one of those people who takes small strides purposely but more than looks or boobs, what sets her apart is the young lady ALWAYS carries a raised open book in her right hand, her head held high walking towards me with eyes that’ll glance up from reading all with a serene expression of a lady having not a care in the world, a mind whisked elseware, though ‘yuck’ she holds a roll-your-own between fingers on her left but we won’t go there! 😦
Then she’ll sit next to me on the low wall opposite the stop continuing to read, never closing her book she’ll queue and alight the bus as she’s reading, sit on the bus for half an hour again reading engrossed in always a hardback, then finally she’ll get off at her Oxford Stop walk briskly to where ever she works and yes her hand held high reading her open novel! And being the voyeur people watcher that I am, sometimes I can see by the pages she’s beginning a book other times she’s nearing the end of her story, and this evening I saw her continue her reading routine the whole of the return journey hence prompting this post.
Each and every working day is the same, I’ve never seen her close her book or stop reading ever! I’d love to film her for a YouTube video……… only JOKING!
So I’ve NEVER seen the like of this female bookworm before and I honestly do mean that, her day to day routine is similar to the rest of us except, now I know women are expert multitaskers, this lady isn’t ever without an open book and I notice other people watch and takes sideways glances all with a quizzical look across their faces.
If I’m being honest I do feel quite embarrassed seated reading my daily free Metro newspaper, with it’s banal contents little more than sport, tittle-tattle of what’s going on in reality TV world and the odd stand out political headlines which regale and sensationalise Donald Trump’s latest Twitter feed of mangled verbal diarrhoea. It’s idle lazy journalism at it’s worst that pollutes ALL our media outlets! I swear to you I wouldn’t be surprised one morning picking up a copy and reading Trump had nuked North Korea overnight. I’m not joking!
Anyways returning to my beguiling female bookworm with jet black hair! Perhaps some of you aren’t impressed with this evenings tale, perhaps she captivates me because I loiter around WordPress in my spare time, work with philistines, whichever! 🙂 I’m not adverse to admitting she impresses and fascinates me just because her reading deportment stands out so, and I’m ever so curious as to what genre of fiction she favours, romance? Fantasy? Horror? Jane Austin and Charles Dickens?
But more than any question I’m thinking she must have quite a remarkably creative mind also imagination with the volume of fanciful tales, mystery, captivating plotlines, conspiracy, rounded interesting characters floating around her mind. People who read books do impress me (true) AND I don’t wish to sound pompous and arrogant and all lofty above myself , I’m no different to anyone else I’ll talk about all things banal all day long, so very sad I know! Now if the long jet black lady spends her entire day reading fiction, filling her head with imaginative tales then I the one am quite envious and like I said at the beginning I’ve never seen the like of this lady bookworm ever before.
Hmm one day I’ll maybe strike up a conversation, we’d don’t in England apart just saying good morning nice weather. Maybe I’ll have the nerve to ask her a little more about her notably stand out literary habit mindful we’ve a notable age gap and I’d worry she’d think I was trying to pick her up. Then again one morning I may tell her about the book review bloggers I read on WordPress or would that appear rather false of me because to my utter shame I know I could do with reading more………incidentally a habit I’ve been improving since blogging and following on WordPress. Perhaps the consequence of being skilled with one’s hands is the mind becomes methodical and unimaginative?
Or perhaps this lady’s behaviour isn’t so out of place with you?