21st April 2025
It has taken me seventy three years to become a babe magnet, yes me.
There is an interesting story behind this.
A few weeks ago Kelli started getting voice messages and emails, for me, on her phone.
They were from a youngish lady who I had refinished a coffee table for, this was probably sometime last year, or longer. I think Kelli mentioned it to me at some point, but I didn’t think anything of it until last week when another email arrived with a photo attached. That caused a bit of an explosion, she rushed into the garage to show me the picture. I didn’t really remember her, but Kelli did. That lit a fuse that resulted in some back and forth correspondences, needless to say we won’t be getting any other commissions or phone calls from that person again.
All that was then added to another youngish person who had collected a dresser from us a couple of weeks ago. She happened to be the daughter of a lady down the road who often stopped for a chat whilst she took her dog for a walk. Her daughter had stayed with her for several weeks last summer, so they both used to stop and talk. The daughter would talk to me a lot, maybe because I was a “world traveler”, and Kelli would notice this, and frequently commented on the attention I was getting.
Of course it was an innocent conversation about her job and travel, and I thought nothing more about it, in fact it became a bit of a joke between us. So when she decided to move to Holland, and wanted to buy furniture from us she was elevated into a predator.
I find it quite amusing, and hope that I don’t become a victim to a stalker.
It’s incredible that I had to travel three and a half thousand miles to become a sex symbol, if I had known that before, I would have come here years ago.
Another Lifetime to go 