Ok, so the rain looks like it means business for a while, so no better place to be stuck than in a shopping mall. "Let's play who is first to spot one of ours" I suggest to NW. As he is new to this game I am at an advantage, especially when I spot a Watson's looming in the distance, always fruitful hunting ground for LB shot assistants. And this one lived up to that reputation, with 2 working there.
We then hear some music playing, and spot some type of dance/fashion show. While we are taking some shots, the security guy informs us it is not allowed, damn. Anyway on with the LB spotting. What happens next is something that you would never get away with in farangland, a real TIT moment.
We see a sports shop which is bound to have a token Lb working there, it's a gimme. Sure enough there is one working on the short trousers stall, perfect as I am in the market for a new pair. She asks me what size, 34 I reply, not have she says, try 36. Mmm I know these look too big, but she insists I try them on too check. She also insists on guiding NW and myself to the changing room. The changing room is down a small passage way, out of sight of the rest of the shop.
I go inside and try on the shorts, surprise surprise they are swimming around my hips. I hear a lot of giggling and more outside the door. My own shorts back on, I open the door to be greeted with the sight of NW and the assistant playing tonsil tennis with their tongues. He informs me after I prise him away and we exit the shop that she was all on to jump into the changing room with me and take advantage of your innocent roving reporter while he had his shorts around his ankles, "Oh matron".
The rain has now stopped, so we giggle at what has just transpired and skip along 2nd swinging by the Dolphin roundabout and onto Beach road to take some shots of the evening sky. These are actually all in colour. Next stop PBG.
