PBABES THISATDYNYT@UNION9-11

Written on May 2, 2013   By admin   in gigs

Why *does* the menu board at the Union Hotel incongruously feature a drawing of a woman in a negligee? A friend of mine used to live around the corner in Barkly St & once took me to the bottle shop to seek reinforcement for our already confused state. &, I now suspect, to capitalise on my unsuspectingness. Entering via the side door, red-rimmed eyes beheld an apparently naked woman coming from the front bar to serve us. My neck & sight jammed modestly at eye-level. I suppose she asked us what we were after. I imagine my pal organised our purchase. All I really remember is the chum, having caught my Anglican ill-ease, racing me to be free of the situation & together getting cartoonishly stuck in the doorway as we lunged in schoolboy-like hilarity/terror to be back in nudeless Normaland. That, & the voice of someone authoritative yelling “Geez, Lorelei, I tol ya before, ya not sposta serve inna bo’le shop” to which glottal stop Lorelei did reply “Aww, I keep forgettin…” I should forget, but while what is seen may not quite be obscene, it cannot be unseen. That drawing is all that remains of an earlier, more primitive regime, when affront was on the menu… xxxe’en psF&T@TagoMago nexFrydy