The Wrong Man

I am in Liverpool , this was a relaxing walk to wind me down before a race.

Crosby beach . Also espied the most attractive man I have ever seen in my 43 years on this planet.

He was all long haired and wild and standing just looking at the ocean . He was alone keeping himself warm in a trusty earthy thick cardigan. If it had been a film and I was Julia Roberts he would have caught my eye , he would have run playfully on the sand with me and we would talk until sunrise before he kissed me until I melted.

However it's liverpool , it's me and I had no make up on and there was probably dog shit on my shoe that I hadn't noticed.

He probably wasn't writing about me on a Blip account I know nothing about .

I missed the opportunity and let him go,

Took solace in a Gormley statue instead .

Idiot .