As we sat in a Turkish restaurant, tucking into fine, cheap food and discussing the merits of our New Years Eve plans and the houses we’d looked at together, we spotted a beautiful boy who kept sneaking crafty glances at us. It was clear that the game was on...
It soon developed into peek-a-boo and cat and mouse and before we knew it we were sticking out tongues, making strange funny noises and pulling the silliest of faces as our young friend popped out from behind his chair and mesmerized us with his gorgeous eyes and sense of mischievous play.
His older sister watched on, partly aloof, partly desperate to be involved herself in the game; his parents meanwhile seemed grateful for the distraction but kept apologising for his staring when in fact we loved every moment of his time and the feeling that the three of us would never get bored.
Eventually we had to leave, having hogged our table in a high turnover restaurant for far too long but we did so with our hearts lighter, a sparkle in our eyes and a small wave to our small friend.