Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

26 September - Brighton Rocks & Asda

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Precious? Moi? Here's a story to dispel this little myth. I ate Asda bought sandwiches on the beach in Brighton because we couldn't find a restaurant that suited us both. Impromptu trip. The boy stripped down to underpants as he'd forgotten to bring his beach shorts. The underpants were white and not designer waistband logoed. We drank only tea as he was cleaning up from too much previous boozing. We played the penny machines on the Pier and the video poker ones and even a few rounds of pub quiz Who Wants to be A Millionaire and together we could ... win £20, alone we wouldn't. We ate fish and chips watching the sunset over the crumbling West Pier We sang along to The Killers's first album in the car. We're not cool as we don't have the new one and only finally bought this one because it was down to a fiver in the HMV sale. We decided that the similarly bought for a fiver Ocean Rain by the Bunnymen was better and Mac is right to claim that Killing Moon is a classic. I gained brownie points by saying I was in the audience at Crystal Day in Liverpool all those years ago when the added bonus tracks were recorded. The boy was still practicing his gelled Mac quiff in his bedroom back then.
I don't know that Jemima and Hugh would ever have a day like this....

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