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People say life is the thing, but I prefer reading*

The Bright Side

I saw a man on a bike this morning on my way to work. This in itself isn't unusual. What is unusual is that he was not appropriately dressed for the cold and heavy rain, and was soaked to the skin.

He was also cycling along at a leisurely pace (in rush hour traffic in central Edinburgh) whistling 'Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life'. For no obvious reason, he looked like he had his own personal little patch of sunlight, filled with rainbows and unicorns.

Maybe he just won the lottery. Maybe he got laid last night. Maybe he had just escaped from a secure unit somewhere and thought he was in the Canary Islands. Or maybe he was just enjoying his morning cycle in the rain.

Who knows, but it was a nice change from the usual grumpy commuters I see every other morning, and he brought a smile to my face. Which is an amazing feat before 9am.

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At 21.11.07, Blogger pink jellybaby said...

oooo i wish i was more like that! maybe he was on something....    

At 22.11.07, Blogger Stacey said...

I love running into cheerful people who are in their own world (not intruding into mine). You just get a sense that they are truly cheerful, not fake-smiley in the morning. :)    

At 22.11.07, Blogger Loth said...

This would be moments before he was mashed into the kerb by an LRT bus, presumably? (No-one escapes the LRT buses!!!) Maybe he works nights and was actually going HOME from work. That might explain it!    

At 22.11.07, Blogger Confuddled said...

Oh I love the idea that you can have your own "personal little patch of sunlight, filled with rainbows and unicorns". Now, where do I go for mine, please?


At 22.11.07, Blogger londongirl said...

Like Stacey, I love running into cheerful people - it somehow makes me happier by association.

Is happiness contagious?    

At 27.11.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Jellybaby - I'm not great in the morning. Until I have a cup of tea I blink owlishly in bright sunlight and speak in monosyllables.

Stacey - Me too, it makes a nice change from the usual sour faces you see!

Loth - Possibly! The sight of a happy face would make him an obvious target for a grumpy bus driver.

Confuddled - I don't know but if you find out can you let me know?!

Londongirl - I think it is a little bit! This chappy certainly made my morning.    

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