I saw some of his skits on Instagram and he really is good! The reviews of hedges.... Loved it. Love also the randomness to life! I swear I was wondering at the end if he was going to be in your seat on the Eurostar!
Brilliant storytelling ... deliciously awkward moments. Killian looks cool, quite possibly very funny. "arm around the waist but not touching" ... a sixth sense of the impossibility of all these coincidences. Is he thinking, "I know her ... what happened in London". Now, what are the chances of being the subject of one of his future jokes at a gig you just happen to get a last-minute ticket to?
I live in hope 😂🤞🤞🤞 Also, Joel said that too like “do you think he remembered London...?” To which the answer is god I hope not. 😳 Thank you for the kind words, so glad you liked it! 🙏
🤣 it can’t be engineered!! Because once you expect it, it’s gone. Like if I thought “oh it would be brilliant good luck if a bird pooped on me right now”, forget it. Poop-less forever. What a confusing old world.
This was so incredibly enjoyable. Your prose was absolutely popping off the page and yet also vulnerable. I haven’t heard of Sunderman before but I’ll be taking a look.
Also, going to listen to the audio version later today (my favourite way to experience your work!)
I once walked past Christopher Eccleston and he said hello to me (I was staring at him, mouth hanging open, forgetting that he could also see me) and I didn’t even manage to reply until he was too far away to hear.
Many elaborate fantasies of what I’d say/do if I ever saw him again later... I saw him again. Said nothing. Like you, I detoured so I could pass him again, determined to speak this time! But no.
He has subsequently walked past me three more times (I’m not stalking him, honest, some might say he’s stalking me) and have still yet to say anything at all.
Omg you MUST. Keris, the universe is putting you on the same street as him for a reason. Even if that reason is only to write a Substack about it. Say something. I’ll wait.
I think you should send a thank you prayer to that bird: surely that's only explanation for this "lucky" encounter on a Parisian street, non? 😆 To be honest I wish I related to this story less but, alas, I'm also hilariously socially awkward (only hilarious afterwards, obviously, at the time it's just talking talking talking and apologetic grinning). These moments haunt me before sleep. I'm glad I'm not alone. I will happily be uncool with you any day. ✌🏻
🤝 deal. Love hearing I’m not alone (but also sorry, agonising isn’t it? And why aren’t we innured to it by now?) Anyway. If you need me, I’ll just be replaying in slow motion the moment I said Hi I love you 😳🫥 hope you have a more relaxing evening
It's one of those things where I feel like I'll grow out of it sometime but that now seems fairly unlikely given that I'm now "grown" (allegedly). If I say "Thanks, you too!" one more time when someone wishes me a Happy Birthday I may leave the country. 🙃
Awesome post, Jill! There is soooooooo much adventure here I've had to sit down. Okay, I already was sitting down. But now I'm LAUGHING sitting down, and considering going to put the kettle on to make a cup of tea so that I can sit down AGAIN to read this AGAIN. Gorgeous, quirky, hilarious writing. ♥️
I saw some of his skits on Instagram and he really is good! The reviews of hedges.... Loved it. Love also the randomness to life! I swear I was wondering at the end if he was going to be in your seat on the Eurostar!
😳 can you imagine. I think I would have had an aneurysm
Brilliant storytelling ... deliciously awkward moments. Killian looks cool, quite possibly very funny. "arm around the waist but not touching" ... a sixth sense of the impossibility of all these coincidences. Is he thinking, "I know her ... what happened in London". Now, what are the chances of being the subject of one of his future jokes at a gig you just happen to get a last-minute ticket to?
I live in hope 😂🤞🤞🤞 Also, Joel said that too like “do you think he remembered London...?” To which the answer is god I hope not. 😳 Thank you for the kind words, so glad you liked it! 🙏
If there's a third 'coincidental' meeting, the dots might start to join and we are all in on that episode!
🤣 it can’t be engineered!! Because once you expect it, it’s gone. Like if I thought “oh it would be brilliant good luck if a bird pooped on me right now”, forget it. Poop-less forever. What a confusing old world.
Ah, the blessed vagaries of serendipity!
#blessed
This was so incredibly enjoyable. Your prose was absolutely popping off the page and yet also vulnerable. I haven’t heard of Sunderman before but I’ll be taking a look.
Also, going to listen to the audio version later today (my favourite way to experience your work!)
That’s so lovely Taegan, thank you! Absolutely blushing to my roots over here ☺️🥰 and def look him up, you will not regret. He’s genuinely hilarious.
Submit to your Sundermann Series. This isn't over. And I shit *you* not.
I know 😂 Joel was like "so, next time you see him what are you going to say?" Maybe I'll be better-prepared.
Maybe not.
I once walked past Christopher Eccleston and he said hello to me (I was staring at him, mouth hanging open, forgetting that he could also see me) and I didn’t even manage to reply until he was too far away to hear.
Many elaborate fantasies of what I’d say/do if I ever saw him again later... I saw him again. Said nothing. Like you, I detoured so I could pass him again, determined to speak this time! But no.
He has subsequently walked past me three more times (I’m not stalking him, honest, some might say he’s stalking me) and have still yet to say anything at all.
Omg you MUST. Keris, the universe is putting you on the same street as him for a reason. Even if that reason is only to write a Substack about it. Say something. I’ll wait.
I think you should send a thank you prayer to that bird: surely that's only explanation for this "lucky" encounter on a Parisian street, non? 😆 To be honest I wish I related to this story less but, alas, I'm also hilariously socially awkward (only hilarious afterwards, obviously, at the time it's just talking talking talking and apologetic grinning). These moments haunt me before sleep. I'm glad I'm not alone. I will happily be uncool with you any day. ✌🏻
🤝 deal. Love hearing I’m not alone (but also sorry, agonising isn’t it? And why aren’t we innured to it by now?) Anyway. If you need me, I’ll just be replaying in slow motion the moment I said Hi I love you 😳🫥 hope you have a more relaxing evening
It's one of those things where I feel like I'll grow out of it sometime but that now seems fairly unlikely given that I'm now "grown" (allegedly). If I say "Thanks, you too!" one more time when someone wishes me a Happy Birthday I may leave the country. 🙃
Yup. 🤝 My specialty is “you too!” when the waitress tells me to enjoy my meal. 😃🙋🏻♀️
A classic. 🫠
Awesome post, Jill! There is soooooooo much adventure here I've had to sit down. Okay, I already was sitting down. But now I'm LAUGHING sitting down, and considering going to put the kettle on to make a cup of tea so that I can sit down AGAIN to read this AGAIN. Gorgeous, quirky, hilarious writing. ♥️
My slightly questionable stalking adventures 😂😳 so glad you enjoyed, Rebecca, I value your comments, always. ❤️ cheers-ing you w my tea
😁🫖
Hilarious. En français, LOL is MDR - "mort de rire" - death by laughter? Strange.
Ha! I never knew that but love it. Thank you 🙏
Great writing! Like Tamzin, I was all set for you to be sitting next to Killian on the Eurostar!
Ah one can but dream Richard 🤣