This blog will cover all the encounters I experience on a daily basis from members of the general public. Random people are drawn to either make comments or in some instances make physical contact with me because I have dreadlocks. Strange I know but it's my reality.
Saturday, 3 July 2010
A bicycle made for two
On Wednesday I received one “respect” and two “dreadlocks” salutations from passersbys but the best one was two guys on a bike one giving a croggy (local Nottingham dialect also known as a lift, a tow, a tu dready or a ride) to the other. They stopped and asked “how long have you been growing them?” I smile a sweet smile and say as I always do “a long time” – well it’s a bit personal divulging how long. Then one of them says, “mine will be as long as yours soon.” His hair was about a centimetre (if that) long. I laugh along with him like it’s the funniest thing I’d ever heard. Why? Because he was so cute. Shame on me!
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