I thought that might grab your attention! Before I continue, let me stress that my friends and I were fully clothed during our dinner date. Which is more than could be said for the residents living in the opposite flats.
There we were, dressed in our summer tops and frocks, sitting in the courtyard and choosing our meals. My choice was the goats cheese salad, and I was pretty chuffed that I’d not been swayed with other fattening ingredients and I’d stuck to my original choice of salad. I can’t tell you how many times I dine out and tell myself I’ll order the chicken / tuna salad, and then I opt for the main course which contains the highest calorie content ever. Granted, goats cheese isn’t the lowest fat salad, but it’s extremely tasty, and healthier than cheese burger and chips.
Anyway, we were all having a nice time, discussing the weather, summer outfits and the meaning of life. Okay, we weren’t really discussing the meaning of life, but it sounds cleverer if I say that. The conversation was light, like our moods. And then my friend pointed in horror at a window overlooking the restaurant.
Naked man alert! We gasped. Our mouths were open in astonishment. We were unable to speak. What was a man doing naked and looking out of his window? I suppose he could have been undressing for bed and pulling the curtains shut? (Even if it was a little early for bed time.) Yes, that must be the reason. He moved away from the window and we all sighed in relief and continued eating.
Then it happened again. This time it was a different window and a different man. Oh no, here we go again. Exactly what kind of flats were they? Was every single person unable to afford clothes, or preferring the natural look? Suspiciously we eyed the other customers sitting outside the restaurant. Was this the usual Tuesday night entertainment for the courtyard? Maybe this was why alfresco dining was so popular.
“There’s another one!” my friend exclaimed. A third unclothed man and a third window! Right, that was it. Our evening was to be continued inside. Spots of rain had also started to appear on the table, confirming our new seating arrangements.
We picked up our glasses (we'd finished eating) and darted through the doors, where we sat on the armchairs, trying to digest what we’d just seen.
“Maybe it’s the weather?” I suggested. It had been the hottest day of the year so far, so removing ones top is one way to cool down. “They probably had trousers on?” I said hopefully. Let’s hope they had trousers on.
“Shall we come back next Tuesday?” was my friends eager reply.
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