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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

the poison challic

Not a drink in fact there is no drink involved, or there wasn't, before I decided that I would be better of drinking rather heavly.
A wonderful word we live in where the isolated, the socialy excluded, the disabled, the OLD now have rights.
All praise to those people who have given us these rights, rare and beautiful people with year long tans exuding confidence .
I can have choices, not exactly sure what they are, a chair to look at the ceiling or the ability to drive round the block in a buggy.
The word that keeps being banded about is shopping,
you will be near the shops
do you want any shopping
you can do your shopping on line
Ring and Ride will take you to the shops
I have joined the ranks of the outsider. I HATE shopping. I like wandering aound shops choosing, this butchers, that fruit stall ,this delicatesance.Meeting people, maybe having a coffee.
This shopping means a drive to the supermarket load up, be questioned about my choice, home ,put it away.
What do you need they say
meaning bread or milk or butter
I WANT FLOWERS
I want to chat in the sun with a chance meeting
I want to bump into the man of my life whilst choosing a cheeky little white wine