12.16.10
Posted by mazzz in Leeds | 34 Comments »
Jonno’s leaving do was declared a resounding success. Lots of tequila, a £50 fruit machine win which bought more tequila, a minor scuffle with some townies, and even a slap from a stripper – administered to Jonno himself no less, which was the icing on the cake. The rest of the lads piled into taxis and Jonno, Richard and I set off for my flat. I had some cans of beer stashed away there which would help take us down gently from the tequila buzz. After all, Jonno had to be at his folks’ in a couple of hours for his farewell breakfast, so we had to sober him up a bit.
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12.02.10
Posted by mazzz in Leeds | 41 Comments »
It is Winter’s Eve and I lie in bed, the blanket drawn up to my ears, with the wind starting to howl outside as the last bit of daylight creeps into the hut. My mother strokes my hair and tells me the same tale as she does every year on this night.
“Close your eyes, my child, and let Sleep take you from here. Let him take you with him to safety before it gets dark. For tonight the Ice Maiden is free to prowl, as she was a year ago to the day, as she has done every year before that since the eve of the very first Winter.”
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