Sometimes it just takes a second where a few words tumble out of someone's mouth and that's the moment. For me, right now, it was one Ms Marieke Hardy and her retro-lipsticked mouth accompanied by fetching Deco-ish-green gown. I LOVE HER STILL.
I'm catching up on First Tuesday Book Club, and in one episode they are discussing Iris Murdoch's The Sea, The Sea.
Marieke says this: 'Who we are when we first love; what we chase when we go back to find that first love.'
And this immediately gave me an answer to a question someone has posed.
At 1:27 mins
PS Mr E, please hold your fire, sir.
PPS Mr E. Two martinis down, this fine sultry, cloudy, muggy, grey, gloomy, December Melbourne Friday evening. What's your count?
