Juice from the mango dripped down her chin and onto his cheek. She kissed him where the drops had fallen. He pulled her close and his skin was hot next to hers.
No phone, no television, no connections to the outside world. To them it was paradise. Nothing but each other.
Both revelling in the beautiful moment, they embraced in pure bliss.
Oooh fairly sexy stuff…
So I am sitting down thinking what the bloody hell am I going to write for my first blog. Well, as it happens inspiration has just hit me. Why isn’t everyone using Tumblr? It looks so easy to use, and it really is. I’ve just glided through the set up, linked it to my twitter and facebook in about 2 seconds. I’m no technical whizz but I want to be heard, I have a voice, and I want to practice.
“Practice is the best of all instructors”
Well reading is proof reading practice. I wonder how many hours of my 10,000 have been spent ‘practicing’ grammar and punctuation? A fair few. Sometimes I let the words wash over my head, but the grammar, especially poor grammar on signs, stick out like the proverbial sore thumb. So as I walk through Cwmbran Town Centre on Saturday I couldn’t help but notice an extraneous apostrophe on a blue sign.
“Taxi is only?…Taxi is only?…Taxi is?” couldn’t believe my eyes. So much so that I took a photo to double check later after I had a sit down and a caffeine injection. This woman wondered what I was taking a photo of a sign for. As if it wasn’t blindingly obvious!
So an official sign bugged me enough to disturb my reading. There is blatantly blame hovering around somewhere, blame and shame! Don’t these sign makers have a copywriter? Someone must have erected the sign? Someone must have somewhere given it the OK?
At a loss as what to do I posted this very picture on my twitter and facebook feed. It certainly attracted a lot of attention. So I directed my tweet at Torfaen Council. I mean, it makes sense it is their town centre. The response I got, and I quote “we’ve checked it out and this isn’t our sign - can’t say we always get it right but it’s not us on this occasion!” has not quite satisfied me. I might even go as far as to say “what a massive corporate tweet fail, I thought these people had training in social media these days”, well I did actually say those words, visualising hashtags along the way.
Shame on you Torfaen Council for passing the buck! It’s in your town! Now I am off to find if I can tweet Cwmbran Shopping over their epic fail sign, facelessly of course. It’s really so easy in this digital age.