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Hayley fucks a fish importer
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Good luck, I hope you raise the cash for a deposit.
I hate it when I dislike someone because they remind me of me.
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Yes – although I suppose come to think about it it more me several years ago. I try not to make any effort at all with women now. That can sometimes work better.
And thank you – we should be able to raise it, if we both stick with these jobs (she works in a hotel). I don’t trust myself to last very long in any employment though. This is my third job in Bristol and I haven’t been here a year yet.
This stuff is just incredible. Sometimes I go back to the start of a paragraph and reread it. The only difference between your writing and Céline or Bukowski is the want of a publisher.
I swear, if I had the cash for the deposit I’d send it to you. I’m very, very happy to see the sordid Wendy business behind you.
Thank you, that’s excessively kind of you. I’m not sure it’s in that league but the real job now is to package it and flog it.
But not in the next couple of weeks. I’m off to Brittany this morning with Kirsty and the girls.
Good to see you working toward a goal - and i hope it works out. You and Hayley seem to have a good alignment.
Thank you DF and hello from a sunny morning in France. Yes it’s good to have a plan, although I’m not sure about the feckless on off boyfriend coming with us. But not worrying about that first the time being. There’s a holiday to be had :)
Well, there’s me just back from my jollies to see you’re off on yours! Have fun in Little Britain - at least you’ve swerved the hotter than hell heatwave. I’m sure you’ll have more than a few stories to share (with us) on your return :-D
Hello Lass! Hope you had a jolly time on your hols. We’re having a grand time here, cultural in a broad sense. Another 1.5 weeks left too. All the best from southern Brittany.
Blimey, things have changed since I last looked in, you sound happy! I really hope you manage to save the deposit, and hang on to both the job and Hayley.
Hello Eryl, from a very sunny Brittany where the croissants are buttery and the cider is cidery. Things are going well – as friends – with Hatley. Still got another week out here. I’m spending a lot of my time with the Patrick Melrose novels. Golly! What writing. Till soon.
Looby..really glad to see things coming together for you here, by God you deserve a break or two. Hayley and you sound like you understand each other and want each other to be happy. Which has to be a good start.
Mr exile is right about your deserved place in the literary canon also by the way. But you know I think that.
I’ve got a good feeling your various plans (including that literary one) are slowly but surely maturing to delicious fruition like the good Breton cider you’re probably drinking right now. 2019 could be your vintage year!
Thank you J, that’s very kind of you. I feel hopeful that me and Hayley can work something out. I’m quite surprised and relieved to find myself not, at this moment anyway, falling for her in that way that has caused agonies and tears and wretchedness in the past. I only want to have good problems with Hayley, like where to go out dancing . And, thinking in the shorter term, at what point this morning to open the cider you correctly guess is my staple beverage. Thanks again.
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