E”Excuse me, do you happen to have a pig or a tapir?” I say to the manager of the shop. I’m at the place where I purchased Mum’s beaded dinosaur last week, looking for a present for Seb’s Mum. “We’ve got a sheep,” she says, standing up, moving round the front of her desk, walking over […]
“You can tell by his game that he’s worried: just the way he’s hitting the ball, the errors he’s making,” the commentator says. David Goffin, the world number 16, is a set and a break down to Kyle Edmund, the British twenty year old ranked 100 in the world. “He should be strutting around there […]
“Where are you, lovely? xxx” Seb’s message comes through at 4.59pm. “At the parentals,” I reply. The phone rings. “That’ll be my boyfriend,” I say, reaching for it. “Hello?” I say. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says. “How are you darling?” I say, feeling happy to hear his voice. “I seem to have flooded […]
“So, did you get your project in on time?” I ask Seb when he calls last night. “Yes,” he says. “It’s not my best work though. And I didn’t realise till an hour before that we were going to have to do a presentation as well and…” “You’re good at those,” I say, chopping a […]
“Hello?” I say, answering the flat phone at seven o’clock last night. “Hello, my lovely,” Seb says. “My darling,” I say, chopping up a courgette for The Omelette. “How were the exams?” “Fine,” Seb says. “They weren’t much of a challenge, and I just have to pass them. The pass mark is pretty low.” “Oh, […]
“I had such a lovely time,” I say to Seb. We’re sitting in his car outside my gym at 11.50am this morning. “Me too, my lovely,” he says, kissing my shoulder. “It’s been so nice just spending time together.” “I hate this bit,” I say: not wanting to say goodbye, not wanting to get out […]
The fields flash past. Am on the train home already. It’s a gorgeous hot day and the sky is a cloudless blue. Haven’t heard from Seb for a week. His last message was last Saturday. Hope that there is some innocent explanation for this: 1. He’s broken his new Thai phone. 2. He’s been kidnapped […]
“Hello lovely, all well?” Seb’s message comes through at 6.30pm last night. “Very good here. Despite all my self abuse, meditation’s going pretty well. You keep popping into my mind during meditation. Sending loving thoughts xxx” “Sending loving thoughts back,” I fire off, just in case he can read it straight away. “You are in […]
“I’m just going to have a bath,” I say to Seb when I wander into the living room after my sleep. “OK,” he says, running a hand through his mane of thick hair. He’s sitting at my computer in his pants. “What are you up to?” I say, putting a couple of dirty plates […]
“So Maria must wonder what she can actually do about this…seventeen defeats by Serena in a row,” Sue Barker says to Lindsay Davenport. Or maybe Lindsay says this to Sue. Am not sure. And it doesn’t matter. The very fact that they are now chatting in the studio means that I have missed the Serena […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 