So what is it about me that attracts the Sad, Mad and now the Bad?
I was minding my own business, filling up the car with petrol. I hung the pump back on it's holster when a car containing a man and a girl stopped next to me, wound down the window and asked for directions to a local street.
I gave directions as best as I could, to which he replied he had a few 'messages' he was going to give the resident of one of the houses???? It transpired the resident was accused of doing 'something nasty' with/to the car-man's other daughter and he was going round there to sort him out. I gave him lots of helpful advice like go to the police, don't get yourself into trouble, think about the little girl in the car - all ignored in that special way only the mad/bewildered have and he went on his way.
So I'm wondering what it is about me that attracts them? Is it the pixie hat my mum knitted for me? my big CK Boots? or Laura the bright green car? If you know please tell me so i can go out in disguise.
