(forwarded- sent this to the old list by accident!!!)
Dear Judge Type People. I've lost the rules e-mail so pretty please, excuse me if I contravene them, slap my wrists and let me try again...
***an ink polaroid***
This was taken on one of those nights. You know the sort. Proliferated
by the young and blinkingly innocent in their more showily introspective moments at a small gloomy venue. The boy in the shirt and eyeliner is Tony, and beside him is Chrissi; they've just emerged from behind a curtain together. That's me with the orangey hair, black clothes and Nicky Wire eyeliner (and the grey rucksack- had that since I was five,
it has sentimental value), and I'm talking to Dickon- or rather, staring at the floor in a bewildering mix of post-gig glow and shyness. In a rare occurence of perfect timing, the couple appear through the curtain just as I explain I've lost them... They look pretty happy. I look small and overwhelmed. And Dickon looks like he doesn't know WHAT he's thinking. Although I don't know it yet, I will have met a few of my closest friends-to-be tonight. They're just out of shot.
***taken on 30th October 1996***
Kate xxx
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