My friend Conrad had this to say about my earlier post ‘Sartorial Splendour’.
“Marvelous! Might I say that you look as comfortably dressed as any clothing combination I can imagine would offer. I also notice that you have retained the devilish good looks of your youth, but ripened as does a fine wine. I am certain the attraction of women continuously to you is an annoyance, but all of us have problems in life.”
I have promised to dedicate this post to him. The following comment was sent to me by a lovely lady from Scotland. She has got just the right response for Conrad’s comment.
Apples and Wine.
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that are not so good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Now men……..men are like fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it is up to women to stomp the s**t out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
Conrad, I look forward to comments with eager anticipation. All my other readers, please feel free to add too!