Karin sat in Caffe Nero and waited for her soup.
When it came she heard a laugh, well, more of a snigger, but not a cruel one.
“Your soup matches your dress!” The guy sitting at the next table was grinning and looking at her. She tried to work out whether he was being an idiot or just inappropriately friendly for this part of south London. She saw a heavy, large-print Bible, it’s pages covered in annotations and faded highlighter, lying open in his lap. She smiled, but decided against further engagement.
She stirred her soup and looked at it intently. So did he.
He sniggered again, “I saw a movie yesterday where something just like this happened.”
[Written in a notebook while I was in Cardiff in October 2012]
“A quiet morning on the street, the rain hasn’t yet kicked in but the cold wind tells you that it isn’t far off. It’s time for the town’s drunks to converge on the Spar to buy their first tins of the day.
Not their first beers, mind, they needed a beer at home to get out and about but this will be the first they part with cash for.
Ten minutes later “Babyface” appears. He hasn’t saved enough from last night to go in the shop, so he hangs in front of the Spar asking for change until someone buys him a single can of Tennants which he downs almost in one.
A dark haired man in a track-suit walks slowly up from the Morgan Arcade. “Listen to me good. No, you listen to me ya fat c**t I’m calling you now, so just listen…”
A fat bald man, in a grey hoodie and white shorts with black slippers on his feet, goes to the cashpoint. His head is so fat he has to move the phone from his ear to his mouth when he speaks.
Babyface bumps fists with a straggly bearded dwarf and they walk off together.”
It doesn’t matter how many times you write it out or make a list, do it. There’s a voice that says it’s avoidance of really doing something, but it’s not. It’s progress. It’s getting today’s thought out on the page. Today’s thought leads to today’s action.
I’ve been asked to speak at the Late Late Breakfast Show this Wednesday on an occasion in my career when I’ve just said “Screw it!” and how it’s helped.
I think this is the foundation of just about every success I’ve ever had. Very little has worked for me by trying to follow “business as usual” but it still sings a tempting siren song on every project I start.
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