Have you ever had one of those moments when you think you may be the only person in the world ~ or what I call a ‘Robinson Crusoe experience’?
I was hit with one of these at precisely 2.20pm today -Saturday, July 18th, 2015 here in Co. Waterford, Ireland, Europe, The World.
I was out at the beach with Puppy Stan. The sun was shining, skies were blue. Yes, it was a bit windy and the tide was out but there wasn’t a soul to be seen and no Man/Woman Saturday footprints next or near the water’s edge.
First, I wondered where all the regulars/locals were? Perhaps, shopping, eating, sleeping, gardening, having sex, reading, in the pub, watching TV, at a wedding, doing the crossword, baking, away on holidays, washing the car, at work …..
Then, I got to wondering about everyone in blogland? I’d dearly love to know what you were doing at 2.20pm today either your time or mine!
Yes, I know I’m nosy but that’s what sociologists are supposed to be, isn’t it?