I Just Remembered the Flamboyant Man

I have no photo to go with this story, and OH, how I wish I did!!

On New Year's Eve afternoon, we were in the Fulham section of London to visit a dear, dear friend. We took the tube to the area, then before we went to Miss Jean's flat, we wanted to get her some flowers and a bottle of sherry. So we went looking for a grocery store.

As we walked down the sidewalk toward the local Tasco, of course there were people walking toward us on the same sidewalk. There were 4 of us, so as usual we walked 2 and 2. On this occasion, Hubby and Younger Son were ahead of me and Older Son.

I wasn't paying close attention to anything, really, just sort of strolling along, following the leader.

Hubby and YS moved to one side to "give way" to someone walking toward us, and I looked up to see The Most Flamboyant Man I've ever seen in real life. Think Nathan Lane in The Birdcage- makeup and all. Oh my gosh. As he approached us, he pointed at us and directed us, very sassily, and quite sternly, to the right with a flick of his white gloved hand.

We moved. He smirked.

As we passed, I couldn't help but giggle..... it takes all kinds, doesn't it?