Query Marks

As an irregular side pain erupted yet again I remembered how some forty years ago I debated getting two tattoos. A friend with biker tendencies had a number and I was taken with the idea of two question marks, one above each kidney. Little did I know that some decades later I would still be liable to the dreaded kidney stone with its very unpleasant pains. Luckily these days I seem to expel the things while they are still gravel but, to be wholly honest, I would prefer not to make them at all. It is a great sadness to me that grapefruit is apparently known to promote the stones since it, or its juice, is so delicious.

However I suspect that this charming lady and the tattoo to her back bears very little relation to the way that I would look with my rather less sexy "?"s on mine, should I have had the courage to have the needles firing colour into my pasty flesh. So the probability is that my failure to adorne my body has not in fact lowered its attraction, if any.

And while thinking of these things I see that the sweet Russian ladies have confessed that they were never a couple, nor even biased to their professed sexuality at the time of their recordings. So, "all the things they said" were just to sell records. And why not? We all sell our souls in some manner to get through life. And if one is to be a one hit wonder better make as much as you can from that one opportunity, don't you think?