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It is a relief to see Kim again
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When my daughter’s first boyfriend came around for the first time (she was 17) I showed him my framed set of Victorian Gelding knives.
Sounds like you had a nice Christmas.
I’m getting mixed up with Kirsty, Kim and Kitty.
Do you have some un-named obsession with the 11th letter of the Alphabet?
Yes but they’re going to start having sex at some point aren’t they? Better off showing them where the free pill clinic is.
Kirsty = mum of our girls
Kim = friend I met seven years ago through the dating site. Our first meeting, in which I turned up with white globular stains all over my shirt, and ended up with her slapping me sharply on the arm when I went to kiss her on platform 14 of Leeds station, is detailed here.
Kitty = someone I noticed as the fittest, best-looking woman at a poetry reading at our Literature Festival several years ago, because as you know I initially assess women on their intellectual merits and the depth of their character before noticing such shallow and disgustingly sexist details like how fit they look and how they dress.
Anyway, afterwards I was on my way home and thought nothing more of it/her. I noticed it was only 10.15 or something, so wanting an immediate drink, popped into the “pub” I was passing, the one where timid, frightened, middle class people go, and my eyes lit up when I saw her there.
Went up to her, and said that I thought the question she’d asked in the Q&A was interesting. Got on straight away, and despite being immediately classified into that sexless semi-gay category that women I fancy slot me into within seconds, she’s become a confidente and one of my best friends.
To explain why their pseudonyms all start with K would be giving too much away about the complex algorithm I use to conceal people’s real names.
I’ve told you all this before. You’re clearly not paying attention. D- See me.
There’s nothing like a good “sorting of one’s self out", i quite like this Kim woman… and are your girls triplets? those little moments of happiness, gorgeous things those, that rush of euphoria is one of the best drugs we’ll ever take…
Yes, I’ve got triplet daughters; and yes, Kim’s lovely. Not many friends you can get up to what we do together.
Blessings, in different ways, both of them. Happy New Year kono.
Which Bukowski books!? I’m interested. I don’t picture him being your cup of tea. Let me know.
It’s his book Women. Wendy gave it to me and said I should read it, then write one of my own.
Ha! She’s RIGHT! You COULD write your own book in the same vein.
Well yes, she was saying I could condense the eleven years of this blog into a set of related short stories, and one way of giving it coherence would be to organise it around Women I Have Known and Loved (Known, anyway – love’s getting a bit too aereated).
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