that was cool

Sunday, May 28, 2006


Winchester, with my parents.

My mum wants a clipping of this blue plant for our garden and we're standing by the river watching it flow, faster and deeper than normal, while my father surreptitiously rips a branch of this bush and hides it in his jacket.

I want to cry with laughter; these are my parents, they're fucking everything that's good about me.


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