Hi Chaps, long time no speak! Boy, things sure have changed around here since last we spoke! I'm a home girl now, for the time being anyway, and I have to say that mostly, it's highly recommended. Apart from the guilt that is ..... but that's what comes of being catholic! I really should get a job soon, but to be honest, I can't face the idea of going back to an office. I havn't worked in a shop since I was 17 and although it was fun back then, I'm no longer up to skiing down stairs in dress boxes and borrowing the latest fashion for an outing to Kew Boathouse. Aaahh, those were the days! Whatever happened to Maria? The Irish girl I latched onto in the boutique (damn, I can't remember the name .... Hounslow High Street, circa 1970 - anyone else remember?) She really was a bad girl, but I hope she made good in the end. She tried to get me to steal things for her, but being a convent school girl, there was no way I could possibly break the law! She went off me after a while, when she realised I was only any good as a stooge or a lookout. There were nasty times too, at the Boathouse, when she would start fights and expect me to help, but I was no more the violent type than I was a thief. Kew Boathouse though .... what a place! Just thinking of those hedonistic days brings wafts of Youth Dew & Brut to my nostrils - how I loved that stuff! Hey, I've just remembered that she also had sex with a guy I really fancied, but I don't think she knew I fancied him, so I let her off, and I went out with him later anyway, so no probs. Well, there were probs actually, but nothing to do with Maria. Apart from coming round to my house one night, in the hope of a quick bonk, he didn't officially ask me out until he'd married someone else, the rat! But hey..... I was only just 18, so I didn't really know any better. Those were innocent days for me, so in case you're wondering, he never did get that bonk, which was good, because after 2 dates (and the house visit), his wife rang me at work and was actually jolly decent, so I promised I would never see him again and I didn't. He never rang me anyway, but I wouldn't have broken my promise, even if he had..... honest.
Oh well, I suppose I'd better do something constructive. I've got homework to do and Halloween Treats to wrap, so no rest for the wicked. Oh.... the homework, I've started a college course, didn't I tell you? Two actually. You didn't really think Flossie would sit on her backside all day did you? You should know me by now!
Till next time folks..... Happy Halloween!!!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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