No sooner have I posted two articles about Batman and my very secret desire to be Batman… I relaxing by the pool after a work out… As I lay there catching a few rays… I notice a guy walk past. He is wearing natty shorts and a bright white T shirt with the joker emblem in black. This was not the only stand out from his rather unusual attire, a bubble wrap hat and very heavy framed white and black trim plastic glasses frames… In 38 C heat this is brave to say the least…
So there I am middle aged and relaxing in my newest addition of a bikini ( Matalan in case I really decide that it is too exposing for me, after years of self concious refrain I finally decided that the murder of my daughters and the lasting scars from pregnancy are no longer to be hidden… Anyways back to the joker !
So I notice this guy wondering around in this standout outfit. I cannot help but stare from behind my glasses… I cannot help but smile, The Joker of my childhood comics was not a stunning dark haired stranger in bubble wrap…
Then as I slighly lazily snooze I am aware that bat man is sitting next to me, smiling. No scared face, just a cute smile and a rather unmistakable sniff of lager. I avert my gaze but the Joker says ‘Hi! I am going to have a sleep here for half an hour’ You see no where in my comics was batman approached by a hot guy disguised in bubble wrap… I smile and indicate no issues.
The The Joker, Batman’s arch nemesis starts to talk… He is funny and slightly inebriated that only adds to the charm… So her tells me that I have beautiful eyes always a great opener of a conversation and I cannot help but smile at his rather awkward but charming approach… He asks me to guess his age… Never a very good indication as the men of the GCC region always appear younger than they are… So I guess late 30s, I am of course completely wrong he is in fact my age… I am genuinely shocked… I have to ask the Joker what’s with the bubble wrap hat ? He tells me he made it himself from a you tube video. This makes me smile, like crafting for hats that are not the ideal apparel for the heat… So then I ask the question where are you from ? The Joker explains he was born in Kuwait and studied in the UK and US before returning home… I have to laugh as the use of alcohol is quite restricted in the GCC but many of the younger people spent many years in the west. I say ‘ I think you may have had too many sherberts ‘
Then in true Joker style this attractive man in bubble wrap tells me I am sexy… Now at my age I am taking that compliment for the team. I politely decline an invitation to have fun in the pool or a walk on the beach… I lightly remind him that after a few to many sherberts not a wise decision to invite a stranger for ‘fun’ on the beach. We laugh and then we high five like two overgrown teenagers. We giggle about the hat we try on each others glasses and then I say my goodbyes to the ‘Joker’
I still smile about this as the timing coincides so perfectly with my articles about secretly wanting to be Batman… A stunning man a light moment in my time away finishing book 2.