I was wearing a pair of kaki shorts and a white polo.
Crossing the street, we passed three people, two women and a man.
As they passed, the man burst into laughter which consumed his entire body as if he were dancing, his hands making circles around his face, where his beard would have been if he had had a beard.
"Santa Clause on vacation. On Vacation. Santa!" he announced almost shouting, as he continued across the street in that fluid type motion in which only a person who puts their entire body into their manner of speaking can do with the added possibility that he was inebriated.
His laughter faded as we all continued walking in opposite directions.
"I want to see this one on your BLOG," mused Colleen.
Fewer than 3 months to go! Our sister whom we called Tanky (for Frances) loved to send Christmas cards with a 'pretty' Santa on the front.
ReplyDeleteWill I do? Only 3 months. I need to start growing my beard longer!
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