Sila, an old American African friend of mine, and I met the other afternoon for tea. We used to frequent Greyfriars but have migrated to the English Rose since the tea is better and they have ‘biscuits.’
Since I’ve been riding my bike more these days I’m usually in the possession of my motocycle helmet and wear my riding boots more oft than not. I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that my bicycle helmet looked quite odd in what can only be seen as a very girly shop. Adding to that scene my friend with ample melanin and you get a scene that I would believe to be quite rare.
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I just saw this, which Sila are you talking about? American African? Old? interesting because just today I was watching some segment on CNN and they were talking about Obama being biracial or black?
Yes old…at least older than the Greyfriars days. Not yet American African though, just African African. Yes, wierd to have 2 men sitting at the English Rose, with all its girly decor, just for a pot of good tea and biscuits. I wish Grace liked that store.
I see you all were stuck on the “old” part. Old didn’t refer to age, but the length of the friendship. As to the African part – a poor attempt to recall an old (age) running conversation we used to have.
hahahahaha!!!