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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Brown Eyed Girl

After the first night out with Trevor Truelove, I was beginning to doubt his credentials. We'd been to a variety of venues, in which I wondered, if the clientele had their parents permission, to be out so late.
It had ended in a casino full of Chinese.
The Chinese are gamblers not drinkers, so we'd had the bar to ourselves.
There, Trevor had frittered the final hours, making a half-arsed hit, on the half-cast barmaid. He was declaring his undying love and promising to whisk her away to paradise, a technique which is more fun than efficacious.

But tonight had been more successful. Some dancing and flirting, we had even been victims of a phantom groper, which is a bit of a thrill, if you haven't had your arse groped in over a decade.

Although nothing 'meaningful', such as the start of a beautiful relationship or a quick 'bunk up' behind the chip shop, it had been fun.
I had been pacing myself, a concept unfamiliar to the 'devil may care' Truelove who, though drunk, was still unwilling to call it a night. He suggests Flares, the '70's disco.

Flares, I concluded, as Trev' got the drinks in, was more 'fun' than 'meat-market', which suited our mood.
The clientele were 'ladies of a certain age' most of whom, had let themselves go. Escapees from dull lives, squeezing into their best size 16's. Makeup, jewelry, gold accessories, bent on drinking and dancing to music, from happier, more carefree times.
In the opposite corner, leaning against the rail of an observation tower, a bouncer scans for trouble. His bulk suggests he's on 'roids, resembling as he does, a baby rhino.

Later, I loose Trev' and am standing with my back to the wall, between the bar on my left and the door, when in comes the Brown Eyed Girl. I'm a sucker for short hair and brown eyes. She has both. White blouse and dark slacks, 4o'ish, maybe 17lbs overweight but pretty.
She's with two guys, Bald Beerbelly and Youngster. She dances with both and I observe, that sometimes, they're trying to flirt with her. She doesn't reciprocate.
I wonder what their relationship is, colleagues perhaps?

That's all for tonight. Does Tickersoid get the girl? Where has Trevor Truelove gone? Don't miss tomorrow nights thrilling conclusion.

25 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yay first

Did you get rid of the panty liner yet?

9:05 PM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Of course. What sort of guy do you think I am?

9:08 PM  
Blogger Fuckkit said...

In yer face, IDV :P

9:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ooooh - you and Lee over at Glitter For Brains are both being such teases at the moment, only releasing bits of juicy stories at a time. What is this? A Times serialisation?

:)

9:51 PM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Fuckkit- IDV is so slack, in every sense of the word.

qenny- I haven't seen GFB for a while so I'll have to check it out.
In my case, I haven't seen Biker Girl for ages and wanted to see her. Ran out of time and decided to serialise it.

12:09 AM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Bollocks, I've just read GFB penultimate post, and it contains the phrase 'Devil May Care'. Now everyone will think It was fresh in my mind from reading Lee's post.

Mind you I did enjoy his last two posts.

12:32 AM  
Blogger Divian said...

Now why can't I tell a story like you, tick?

I have them in my head...but I don't think I can do them justice like you....I love reading your posts!

4:31 AM  
Blogger Fuckkit said...

IDV's being quiet. Should we be worried or do you think he's just off dropping the soap in some back street Norwich sauna?

7:23 AM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

xtasy- I do like your softer banner but all your text seems to have gone!
Comments like this are so gratifying for me. I used to come last in English at school, even though I tried really hard to write essays.
I see you've found your own style which works very well. Your posts make great reading. I always have a Southern accent in my head when reading them.

fuckkit- With all that, flying around that he does, I was wondering if he'd caught bird flue.

7:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If only, Fuckkit... I mean: How VERY dare you! And as to my 'slackness', Tickers - I'll have you know I'm tighter than Scrooge!

This post was utterly believeable and captivating until I got to the word 'efficacious'. Now I think you're copying someone. Or that you're using 'Word of the Day Toilet Roll...

7:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually, I did get bird flu for a while but I didn't like it much and gave it to someone else.

I'm generous like that.

8:01 AM  
Blogger phlegmfatale said...

tenth! I'll bet she blogged about you. "Out with the dullards from the typing pool, saw this fish-out-of-water guy who needed rescuing..."

8:02 AM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

I've been spending alot of time with my sister who has a vocabulary the size of Saturn. Some of it was bound to rub off.
The word was used in the chorus of a popular song in the late '60's, called 'Lilly the Pink', by a comedy band called 'Scaffold'. The lead singer went on to be the 'Phantom Flan Flinger' in the ground breaking childrens Saturday show, 'Tiswas', Hosted and I think presented by Chris Tarrant.

8:10 AM  
Blogger Z said...

Ooooh ... I hate being left in suspense.

Nice to see you at my blog btw.

8:54 AM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Hi Phlegm- Didn't see you sneek in there.
Yes, that would be fun, seeing it from her perspective. Maybe, 'My first night out in drag, getting alot of male attention, so think I've pulled it off'.
Or, 'I love this kind of undercover work, Sgt Beerbelly, Constable Youngster and I.....'.

Turbo- Welcome. I don't know where I picked up your blog from but I couldn't resist the username Turboslut.

9:09 AM  
Blogger Frobisher said...

*Gasp* I have short brown hair and brown eyes - but not overweight, more like a racing snake.

9:34 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm wondering about how big a vocabulary Saturn actually has ...

9:50 AM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Frobe- I don't do pointy nose, whiskers and big ears.

Qenny- Saturn is bursting with long words, that's why they have to put rings around it to keep them in.

10:04 AM  
Blogger Snooze said...

I was in such a place a few weeks back. You describe it so clearly about women trying to relive happier, carefree times.

11:16 AM  
Blogger phlegmfatale said...

'my first night out in drag'

mwahahahaha. Clever, but my version is more likely.

5:13 PM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Snooze- I'm glad you liked it because it wasn't in the original draught.

Phlegm- Actually I felt like a fish out of water on the original night out. Second time I was feeling quite mellow.

7:15 PM  
Blogger Naughti Biscotti said...

I'm still amazed that you knew she was 17 lbs overweight. Not 15? Not 20? You should work at one of traveling fairs where you win a prize if they can't guess your weight.

I have long blonde hair, pointy nose, and big ears... guess I'm out. Disco or no disco. Can't wait to see what happens next Tick.

9:26 PM  
Blogger Divian said...

tick...I fixed the text so that it at least shows up in firefox..but its still completely f-ed up! oh, well...still trying to work that all out...html is so not my thing!

9:47 PM  
Blogger Tickersoid said...

Shandi- There was a comma after the 40ish. The 17lb was a maybe.
My Biker Girl has long blond hair and a pointy nose.

Xtasy- It was fine when I saw it last. I'm on Fire fox.

9:58 PM  
Blogger Kyahgirl said...

oh look at you, tantalizing us and all!

good story mate!

9:59 PM  

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