It’s amazing how something so small and seemingly insignificant can affect lives and hi-jack conversations. Thou, it’s not always a bad thing.
On Saturday night some of my close friends Patty and his wife Gnomes, came and had dinner with Manda and myself. The conversation continued meandering and somersaulting through an assortment of topics, urged on by the vibrant passion of the participants.
Until.. shock horror.. a topic emerged, by obscure reference, that hijacked the dinner party.
Those of you whom know me well will already be assuming that the obscure reference originated from my mind. Well you know what happens when you assume.
The reference had the table whirling through the Labrynth of our child hood memories; grey tights, singing goblins, and of course a babe, a babe with the power.
I think most of you are aware of to which children’s movie I am referring. No matter how many people you speak to, everyone always remembers the grey tights…
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