So there ah am standin at the bus-stop mindin ma ain business when he brushes past me an stoaps at th'ither end o the shelter, ah wis waitin oan the number 16 fae Oxgangs, ah'd feenished daein ma stairs fer the day an ah'd a lot tae be gettin oan wi afore ah had tae get ready tae go oot so ah'm lookin tae see where the bus is an here is he no lookin back at me, ah caught his een fer jist a second, ye ken how it is, an then ah looked awa an by the time ah looked back he's turned his heid awa but ah kept lookin efter that an ah wis awfy taken wi his een, how fast they were, they were aw ower the road an they gied him a shifty look like he wis bein chased or hunted an he wis lookin fer the nearest exit but we were standin at a bus-stop so that couldnae be it, mibbe he wis oan the lookoot fer somebody but he couldnae find them, ah dinne ken, but they had me wonderin aw the same, so ah'm wonderin aboot his een an watchin an here the bus comes along an he gets oan ahint me, but ah sat inside an he went up top...

So there ah am daein ma messages in the store, mindin ma ain business, when suddenly ah see him wi his basket up th'ither end o the breakfast cereals aisle, ah wis lookin fer some All-Bran cos ah like tae be regular, in fact ah think a had a box o it in ma hand an ma ither hand wis oan ma trolley when ah saw him lookin at me, ah looked intae his een fer jist a second, ken, jist long enough tae see them twinkle an then ah looked doon at ma All-Bran as it tumbled intae ma trolley in slow-motion an by the time ah looked up he wis steppin oot o sicht at the end o the Cornflakes, so ah'm aff an runnin an of course ah wid hae tae hae the trolley wi the wonky wheel, aye happens tae me, an by the time ah've wiggled an squeaked ma way up tae the Cornflakes he's awa, couldnae find him onywhere in the entire store ah wis up an doon thae aisles fer ages...

So there ah am standin up at the dancin mindin ma ain business waitin in a line when he brushes past me, an ah caught his shifty een, jist fer a second, it's funny cos ah had jist been thinkin aboot him, this gorgeous man that had caught me eye that very day at the bus-stop an then that ah saw again in the store jist a matter o hours since an ah wis thinkin o thae furtively keen een dartin aboot twinklin an flashin like diamonds an his soft wavy hair, jist a bit too long, jist cryin oot fer ma hands tae get run through it, an here he wis, jist brushin past me ootside the toilets at the dancin so ah gies up ma place in the line of course an ah follaes him back through tae the main hall an wid ye credit it he's vanished again, nae sign o him onywhere an so ah'm up n doon an ah'm oan ma third lap o the hall tryin tae find him when ah sees ma pal so ah goes up tae her an ah'm laughin by this time, laughin jist a bit hysterically as ah mind it an ah goes up tae her an ah'm tellin her aw aboot this man an how ah've got tae find him an how it's absolute fate we're meant tae be th'gither an aw aboot his lovely twinklin een an his lovely wavy hair when ah look roond an he's suddenly standin right next tae me, right there at ma shooder, cos here's the thing, he'd jist been tae the bar tae buy ma pal a drink, she drinks gin an tonic, an they'd only jist met in the line at the door tae get in so ah gies him a big grin an says Hullo! It's me! Me! D'ye no recognise me? an gies him a big kiss oan his lovely lips, ye should've seen the look oan his face...

Course that wis many years ago now but when ah look at him lyin ower there, flat-oot, lyin oan the settee, ah can still see that look, an thae beautiful furtively-twinklin shifty een...