In the interests of full disclosure, I am reporting the contents of an email I received the other day. I got a very polite note from Lad Litter, who pointed out that ‘Sean’, from the previous post, is a local chap who has done rather well playing footy and cricket at his club, and even plays for a representative Victorian footy team for intellectually disabled young men.
Lad Litter goes on to explain: As you can imagine we’re very proud of him and the way he works really hard on fitness and strength.
This was originally to do better at footy and cricket but unfortunately has led to the sort of narcissism and belief that he might be catnip for the ladies, that you encountered. He’s a good-hearted, generous fellow who loves a chat, got a kind word for everyone, but just comes on a bit too strong, sometimes comically, as you noted.
Now I’ve never made a habit at poking fun of intellectually disabled people, but I suppose there’s a first time for everything. Not that I could tell in this case – all I thought is that Sean was perhaps a little, er, not all there and a bit full-on for my tastes. Which can be said for many of the people I meet in the ‘Wick.
So on the bad side, I did burn with shame. On the good side, I’ve been introduced to a super new blog, which can never be a bad thing.