So I says to Mabel, I says...

Hello.

I have at one time or another bored my freinds to tears with long, roundabout stories as answers to questions they never asked. For this I apologise.  This blog is an effort to do much the same thing, in a much wider forum. If you have not stopped reading already, I can do no less than to apologise in a similar fashion. So to you, yes you personally, I am sorry.

Here is a word I like...

Peripatetics: Students, school or followers of Aristotles philosophy. Itinerant. Teacher employed by two schools/colleges.

For those of you who have not met me yet, know this, I am tall.
Quite tall.
Really quite tall.
I am six feet, six inches tall.
This is often inconvenient, occasionally nice and mostly a source of humour... sometimes it is all three.

My only excuse is that I was tired, really tired, three days of presentation preperation tired. I was standing in a queue in xtravision. I'm not sure why, but people are often more aware of how tall I am when I am standing in queues. It was the third time a girl was pushed from the huddled mass of giggling pre-teens, to nervously edge as close to me as she dared, so her freinds could laugh at how small she looked in comparison to me.  I should have said nothing, I probably should have ignored it, I definitely should not have jumped around to face her, thrown my hands up in the air and yelled "mmwaaghh" startling her enough to make her jump, literally, jump backwards off the ground. Those who saw it, the girl, her freinds and the staff behind the counter busted themselves laughing and everyone else, especially the man standing directly ahead of me in the queue, was left looking around in sudden bewilderment.

It was a genuine moment of lunatic frivolity. I enjoyed it immensly.

This is not the only story I have of being tall, this is not the only story I have of being tall and being in a queue and being pestered by kids. I wonder if this only happens to me? Does any one else ever find themselves in ridiculous positions due to the attention they draw because of how they look, act, talk? Can you actually derive a sense of....