more obscure heckles

I like nothing more than being in the company of someone who's attentive, to whom I can show attention. I don't care about your age, background, gender. A smile from a stranger makes my entire year. Thank you, in advance.

But, I love and hate obscure heckles. What does 'aren't you cold', 'mate you're in shape', 'corr look at that pigeon chest', 'when's your album coming out', 'it takes all sorts' - it all mean? Or the flocks of homeless dirty grey pigeons attempting to ape me in the street after money, a cigarette, mental amnesia, a genuine insult? You are my brethren but you don't want to know. I happen to think I earn my right to be a selfish cunt. The thing I think I miss is sharing. I belong to the world so I think I must engage with the hecklers. Not be afraid of turning down a different path.