Off The Wall

drunk kiss

By Stephen Lodge

It was closing time at The Owl In The Rafters and I remember sharing a drunken kiss with a dolphinologist called Philippa, but then I managed to fall off the wall we were sitting on in the pub car park. Well, the relationship didn’t develop.

It seems many women wrongly take falling off a wall as a sign of incompetence in a man. Life can be like that sometimes. It had been a good night but I wouldn’t say either of us was particularly incoherent or unsteady, although I don’t think either of us would have been impressive at juggling.

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