enough, enough;

[luminette]

sitting up here at work, talking to jane about old films. (she made me a cup-a-soup, and didn't crease or stutter when i told her that my appointment next tuesday is at chorlton house, the manchester mental health hq.) outside, there's a car alarm, or maybe it's the reverse signal on one of the diggers on the construction site, which is sounding a

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[ex_bloodoran155]

jane sounds nice. and again, i'm thinking that there should be wheelies.

i always had to play the glock in primary school. i was never allowed to act because i was one of the few musical people, so when my friends got to be princesses, i had to play the glock. i'm not bitter, just wistful, because i've never been a princess.

primary school teachers are funny things. surrogate mothers, in some ways, i think. i adored a softly-spoken supply teacher named mrs jones.

but not as much as i adore you. ah, that sounds cheesey. (but not spiller's cheese! noooo!)

xxxx

[luminette]

to me, my teachers were always aspirational

[ex_bloodoran155]

i think the princesses-justines theory is probably spot on. i hadn't thought of that, but the girls who played princesses did all become justines, although some worse than others.

because i used to ice skate, i could never roller skate, only roller blade.

and he is a very bad man. and more impure than steve!!
xxx

[luminette]

oh, i remembered last night a story to tell you about school-play princesses, but i'll save it for next weekend, possibly over homemade sangria. (it's not a particularly exciting story, but still; i have to store up some anecdotes, squirrel style!)

i can imagine you ice-skating.
did you ever read 'white boots' by noel streatfield?

xx

[ex_bloodoran155]

i would love to hear the story.

and yes i did read it! i was friends with a girl named rowena (a somewhat toxic friend, but that's irrelevant here) who was such a typical noel streatfield girl - she did ballet and figure skating and was a girl guide. i started figure skating because i wanted to be like her, but developed a genuine love for zooming across the ice even though i only ever had speed, not grace.

then i didn't go for years and years. i went recently, for the first time in about four years, and i wobbled and was rusty and felt so sad that i had lost it, that i couldn't just step onto the ice and fly any more.

xxxxx

The area of Manchester where I work is..

[warehousedan]

Longsight. It is thoroughly depressing. Come in the Tote on Hathersage Road (I'll be making personal appearances all week) and place a bet. Who knows, you might get lucky?