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Ha ha!! It sounds like you are one of the few who is still having fun!
I used to like sneaking into schools and empty spaces. I am jealous.
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Come to Bristol Scarlet, and we can have an afternoon of derring-do, trespassing.
Failing that, we could get sozzled in the garden.
Looby- I don’t think I know anyone who sends texts to the wrong person accidentally more often than you do! Sure I must have read of a half dozen on here over the years, bringing in their wake every manner of consequence!
In fact ..maybe that’s the glue to stick together that collection of Loobynet through the ages you’ve mentioned around hawking around some likely publishers…each chapter starts with one such of those, leads us back/forward into time…
That’s a good idea Jonathan. The site’s a bit amorphous really, as our lives are. It needs to have a shape, something to pull the threads together. Good idea!
If there’s one thing that worries me it’s that i’ll send a text concerning one of my psychedelic hobbies to the the wrong person, see upstanding suburbanites who i must deal with for carpools and the like, of course most of them are women so who knows? maybe one would tell me she’d love to “do” that again leading to a discrete and quality shag… ah but to dream.
And Karen sounds lovely in more ways than one ;) women like her most definitely know. Good stuff as usual.
Yeah the thing is with an old phone like mine, when you send a message to someone, you sometimes click on the last person you sent it to even if that is not the intended recipient. I haven’t got brightly lit individual threads, and neither would I want them. I bet you, you would have a good response from one of the sexless bored suburbanites were you to send something misdirected. But it’s no good doing it deliberately.
Karen knows damn well what I’m thinkning about when we’re alone. It’s part of why we get on.
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