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Masters of Disguise Since I've started watching the cricket these last few years I have noticed that I have a problem. Usually I can be remarkably observant with things but I've realised that when it comes to cricket players I only look at their arms, legs, torsos, hands, feet and backs � not at their faces. So much so that when the camera swings up to the players box I am often heard saying "Who�s that? Never seen him before" to which the reply is generally "Simon Katich, Shane Watson, Cameron White, Michael Hussey etc". I just don't seem to be able to figure out who they are when they are not wearing a helmet. It's like normally to me they are just a pair of eyes, a nose and maybe a mouth but they don't have hair. That being said I don't recognise Nathan Hauritz when he actually has a hat on. But I think I might be getting better. I really think that something in my brain is starting to click over. So today BabyDonk and I went out for a walk to the library in the stifling heat and on the way back there was a bloke coming towards us on a bike. He looked vaguely familiar (damn him and that helmet) and then before he'd passed us I managed to smile and say hello and realise that he was one of the waiters from the caf� round the corner that we frequent a darn sight more often than we frequent church. I was that excited that I wanted to put the brakes on the pram and get my mobile out to send The Sexy a text to let him know that I recognised someone with a helmet on! I�m guessing his reply would have been something like - "Oh, otay honey", which is The Sexy for "Pats you on the head and gives you that look reserved for forgetful old ladies" but instead I just told him on msn and he laughed. I think he enjoys that I'm a little strange. Seriously, living in my world is sometimes terribly entertaining. Tyd 3 November 2009 - 1:10 pm |
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