I just remembered!
Sparklet! you need to finish your uni work now, there's nothing to see here..

Right then, I was in Leicester, a long long time ago with the (then) bloke. We'd not seen each other for a few days. We were still at the velcro genitals stage, and I felt kind of odd with my clothes on. After a couple of drinks, we found ourselves in the marketplace, where there's a big old white building with a bridge attached to the front, sideways on in a vaguely European style..So we climbed over the railings at the bottom, ran up the steps and jumped on each other..

The thing is, no one ever looks up.. I found myself minus my knickers with my hands on the gritty balustrade, and a lovely young man holding my hips and introducing himself.. Whilst underneath the bridge, people were wandering in and out of the pub, talking and laughing, the doormen were greeting customers, and no one looked up...It was great but really strange...

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leicester_Corn_Exchange
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 11:44, 2 replies)

Oh Gosh
I walk past that a couple of times a week!

Must.Not.Look.Up.

Click for the sheer daring of the act!
(Puddle of Sugar was still wallpapering on, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 13:41, closed)

I wonder
Was in the market this lunchtime, never looked up and certainly don't intend to now.
(bluehamster, Tue 28 Apr 2009, 19:17, closed)