Wednesday, July 13, 2005
And then Sunday got even better...
This is a picture of the lovely Lauren Pope who joined me after the race on Saturday. Bit of a cracker, eh? Whilst I have told you before that I am a gentleman, and that a gentleman never tells, I can say that we had a wonderful evening after she saw my appearance on Sky channel 425 in the 8.39.
They say that these type of people come crawling out the woodwork once you have been on the telly, but that's a load of rubbish. Lauren is a good pal and wherever she is around the world - be it New York, Paris or Stockton-on-Tees - she is always there with a shoulder to bark on. She is always telling me to quiet down - or to 'hush puppy', as she likes to say.
Our story is quite a nice one to share. There I was one day at a flea market (I always go there to get rid of my old wares) near my holiday home on the Isle of Dogs when I saw the prettiest face staring back at me. We both wanted the same bottle of Dog Perignon and from there a relationship was born. We got talking, went for a drink, listened to some Bark (is that how you spell it?) and now we regularly meet up to go to China Whites and the like, or simply stay in and tune into Watchdog. Sometimes we get together with a few of her friends and have a large one. No jokes about doing it doggy style please (she's not that type of girl).
So there you have it - I saw Lauren the other day and she asked me to put this message up. My next race is this Saturday night in the 20.53 - be there or be a cat!
Peace. Love. Woof.