One of the things I was thinking at the time and after was about her hair. Earlier in my life her being blond would have been considered a strange thing but not so much now. The strangeness of her eyes and actions way over powered that of her hair.
It was only a few weeks weeks ago. Depending on what day it was it was either on a number 9 or 11 bus that I saw her (or to put it in a way that feels more correct, she saw me). I was going to visit my mother at her nursing home. I was sitting there day dreaming, deep in thought about my situation and dying when I got this strong feeling like someone was looking at me. I turned in the direction that I felt that I should which was to the seats straight a cross the aisle from mine and BAM, I was confronted with an image that I had never encountered before. It was what appeared to be a girl younger in age then I and possibly of mixed race descent with not just the biggest eyes but also eye lashes that I have ever seen in my life and she was staring right at me. By the time of this occurrence the bus's stop buzzer had been rung and after a brief interlude of staring at each other she got up to dis board the bus and proceeded to do so in the most peculiar fashion by waving her hands around at her head level and above somewhat like dancing.
It occurred to me the other night that the direction the bus was traveling makes it the number 9 bus.
When I seen this creature it was not dressed as when Adrian Hicks seen it. It was not wearing a tutu like in the drawing. She did have loops of a chain hanging down from the waist of her pants that could be said to be tutu like.