Saturday, July 28, 2007
Giz a cuddle!
I don't think I am old and crabby. At least, I hope I am not old and crabby. But do you know what makes people old and crabby? One of the things that makes people old and crabby is that nobody touches them.
For nine weeks, I had constant and wonderful touching: cuddles from my grandchildren, hugs from my daughter, even the occasional happy embrace from Bruninha, the Brazilian nanny.
Since I came back, which is nearly four weeks now, literally nobody has touched me, apart from a most welcome handshake from my old mate, Roger B, who came to stay for the weekend..
Not being touched is not healthy. I have thought about going into my local supermarket, Tesco's in Ely, and putting a sign round my neck saying "Anybody fancy a cuddle?", but I have a feeling that I will be misunderstood, arrested and thrown into the chokey.
You know, I think the English are not good at touching each other, which is why they all have dogs and cats.
Well, if all I can expect here is an occasional desultory lick from a cocker spaniel, the sooner I get back to San Diego, the better.
Is anyone out there on my wavelength on this?