Fruits

[dendrophile]

I'm sure there's a Graham around here somewhere.

Dendrophile aka Graham reporting for duty, sir.

[Davey]

Dendrophile aka Graham reporting for duty, sir.

Aha! I knew I'd seen a Graham on here somewhere. As for wirefox being a steve I might have guessed. It seems on the internet, on the phone, in bars, restraunts, family etc etc where ever I may go all the people I meet are called Dave or Steve (even the women!). At least I don't live with any others daves at the moment ,the confusion is one thing, the nicknames like trenchcoat dave or dave boots get embarassing when someone calls you in public. My brother (steve) lives with friends, 2 of them are male who also go by the name of steve, they've resorted to absurd nicknames (like "blue"). Is the world really populated mainly by steve and daves or is this some twisted projection of my dark mind?

On another note related to fruit do you Graham own bonsai? Well it's ind of related as fruit grows on trees right? I love bonsai pics, unfortunately I lost all my trees during a move a few years back (well I gave them to a friend so they were not exactly lost).

[wallyir]

Gee,Imagine being a Wally... and as an English Girlfriend put it....AN AUSTRALIAN WALLY....Wally

[Dave Humphries]

Dendrophile aka Graham reporting for duty, sir.

Ah, there you are!
Stand at ease

[Wirefox]

where ever I may go all the people I meet are called Dave or Steve (even the women!)

Are you a lumberjack by any chance. It is a very pythonesque (sp?) world you live in. I was reminded of the Lumberjack song

as an English Girlfriend put it

Please don't tell me she was called Sheila

[Davey]

Are you a lumberjack by any chance. It is a very pythonesque (sp?) world you live in.

No I'm not and yes, yes it is. On lumberjacks hehehe not too many trees worth choppin round these parts and on pythonesque world not by my choosing so I'm starting to be very disturbed by the absurdity of those I meet, well at least i'm not getting propositioned by drunken old men anymore (yes it's happened twice now, once at a bus stop. What the hell kind of message am I sending out, clearly the wrong 'un).

There has been a running joke with family and friends that I'm like a weirdo magnet. No matter where I go or how I look the nutters always single me out as "viable friend", the "why" is a concept I'm scared to probe too deeply.