It's a funny old experience being admired, and one with which I am less than well acquainted. I mean, we move about the place catching glimpses of our fellow people, their expressions, gait, the people they're with, and although we cannot ourselves feel alone and unobserved in the environs of a busy railway station, we are not so vain as to suppose anyone to be looking on us, simply looking on us, let alone looking on us with anything like the admiration with which we find ourselves looking upon that rare person who takes our eye and sends our heart cascading.

Trying to remember the face of the girl who wanted my phone number last week, I entered Piccadilly Railway Station at exactly the same time as I did last Friday and headed over to see the big board indicating that the 19:18 to Hadfield will be leaving, as it did last week, from Platform 1. Seating myself to wait where I'd first seen her - her flowing blonde hair, rather - I hoped she would be making the same journey so I could apologise for my earlier rash behaviour and give her the address of this blog, so she could have a read and see if she wouldn't be put off me entirely.

She didn't appear, however, and the small glimpse I had of her face and smile before boarding our train last Friday must satisfy me for some more time yet.

Word of the Week

Glimpse

glimpse /glɪmps/ n. & v. —n. (often foll. by of) 1 a momentary or partial view (caught a glimpse of her). 2 a faint and transient appearance (glimpses of the truth). —v. 1 tr. see faintly or partly (glimpsed his face in the crowd). 2 intr. (often foll. by at) cast a passing glance. 3 intr. a shine faintly or intermittently. b poet. appear faintly; dawn. [ME glimse corresp. to MHG glimsen f. WG (as GLIMMER)]

Definition courtesy of the Concise Oxford Dictionary