Eating Alone

I think nothing these days of eating alone in a restaurant If I feel like it, if I need to There’s a strange pleasure in it Not all would understand You pick up on all the conversations around you And realise that the ordinary lives of others are just that . . . ordinary The … Continue reading Eating Alone

The big things about small talk

I hate small talk. One of the worst possible torture treatments you could hand me would be to put me in a room with strangers for a whole day and ask me to make small talk with them. Over the years I’ve come to avoid it as much as possible. Extroverts won’t really understand, but … Continue reading The big things about small talk