I am like Cordelia. I cannot heave my heart into my mouth. Not easily, anyway, and especially when these words is liable to be committed to posterity. I haven't met Adrian (yet) and still I feel as though he is a friend, maybe even a special new 'brother'. I hope, given time, he might come to feel the same way about me. But if not, it doesn't matter. He has inspired me with his acting, his swordmanship, his dancing, his PEACE project and his personality - what I have felt that I detected 'underneath' the persona of Duncan. That is more than enough.
Yes, he is very attractive. There's no denying that. But what really
counts is the person inside.
Actually, I wanted coffee, and where did you hide my shirt?
Are you sure that computer screen is dusted?
We were at Alton Towers. I had found a keyring in one of the gift shops for the name 'Adrian' which defines his name like this:- "From the Latin Hadrianus (like the chap who built the wall - Ed), name of a Roman Emperor (that's the man). He loves to be respected and is of devotional character. Females flock to be around him. (At this point the gift shop was host to a lady shaking violently with her hand over her mouth, trying to stop the giggles). He is a strong link in a golden chain."
Well, that sowed the seed. We enjoyed the Congo River Rapids and the camera
kindly captured the moment just before we went through the waterfalls
and got ever so slightly damp. I decided this was an opportunity just too
good to miss. Here is number one in what is probably going to be a series of
what I am calling 'Adrian moments'.
From left to right, my daughter Rachel, a schoolfriend of hers called Craig, yours truly and my son James.
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