Thursday 1 November 2007

On Landing

One day I woke up and had been transported back to the town of my birth to give birth to my first-born. Yes, a bit like Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus. Except for my car is only slightly less grubby than an unwashed donkey.

Equally, someone had swapped my life - one where I stayed up late and ran round the city, and happily let my vanishing youth wash over me like a giant gin and tonic - with a suburban mother-to-be's existence in a small northern town. And I was only just coming to terms with having a boyfriend that had lasted a year - unknown since last millennium.

On landing I got referred to the local madhouse’s outpatients unit. Funnily enough, it was something a me when I left this place might have quite liked. Now, not so fun. But tsk it was only temporary and now i am blooming. So i'll explore this place while i'm here and put it online.