The Dotted Line

Walking down the street in central London a cyclist passed me by. He was obviously on a call. As he passed I could just make out one sentence in the conversation:

“No mum, she’s not signed on the dotted line anywhere…”

The unknown cyslist

I have no further context, no idea what, or who, the discussion was about. But it makes me wonder!

Is he about to get married? Is his mum unsure about his choice of partner?

Maybe his sister is about to buy a house, and they’re not sure it’s a good idea?

Is a dodgy deal being discussed?

I’ll never know, I’ll never find out. But maybe that’s best, my imagination will take over and make it into something larger than life.

Let me know what you think!