Nathan’s rules were, ‘no orgies, no meat’. So, no cock, no comfort.
Tag: London
Family
I discover my family lied about my mother’s funeral so I wouldn’t fly back for it. I’m beginning to think they aren’t nice people.
Homecoming
I wasn’t anxious about crashing, but about landing.
In the beginning…
I was as nervous as a whippet. Leaving London, leaving England, filled me with fear.
A walking waterfall
I ran to the bathroom more times than a teenage bulimic. I’m not used to all this emotion.
Beginnings. Endings.
I have a memory of a group of us dancing on a pontoon on the lake one Friday night that I think about if ever I need to reduce my blood pressure.
A Frankfurter
He said he’d had a headache, and had to pack, but I knew that it was love that had made him a liar.
Telling Gloria
She said she’d visited my father’s grave and told him my news. He was, I understand, thrilled by it.
The silliest sausage
At the launderette, an elderly man took off his trousers, put them into the dryer without washing them. He sat on a chair and offered me a cigarette.
A year ago
I’ve decided to stop saying goodbye, and start saying hello, instead.
Raz
He sends me an email, ‘Since im back idont find myself here and cant wait to be back there.’ I know what he means.
Jenni’s party
He tells me at length ‘what I should do’, which includes marrying his 48 year old niece. She’s a PE teacher, he says, guaranteeing her attractiveness.
White Meat 