Friday, 20 November 1992 Dear J Do hope you have a beaut birthday on Thursday, well that is goodbye to your teens. Granny is very weak and we don’t think she knows any of us now. She says odd things and mostly we don’t understand what she is saying. She only eats an odd spoonful of food, spends most of her time sleeping and often … Continue reading Well there go your teens…
Mon 26 Oct 1992 – Leah got first job in 2 years. Had a massive fight with Mum over nipple rings – she was in the wrong. Thurs 29 Oct – Did Tax Return. Theresa went for a job interview Sat 31 Oct – Black & Bondage Ball at Sarah Sands Hotel – really good until Leah got jealous. Went back to Brunswick and got … Continue reading Piercings, Pot & Doc Martens
Thursday, 22 October 1992 Howdy Sis, Sorry I haven’t written in so long, but I’ve been on holidays while Mum was over there with you and I haven’t had access to a keyboard, and I’m so damn lazy these days that I really can’t write letters by hand any more. So how was Mum? She got back here last night and she seems so much … Continue reading Back when we used videos and we had to finish a roll of film before we could see the photos.
DON’T SHOW THIS TO MUM. IT CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE, ADULT CONCEPTS AND SOME LOW LEVEL VIOLENCE, IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR PARENTS. SIBLING DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. 14 September 1992 Hullo, Yet one more dull lunchtime. So tell me something thrilling. About the Royals, they’ll do. Only kidding, I mean didn’t anyone think that poor Fergie had nipples? What’s the big deal man? I went … Continue reading With love from Hellfire Club Member Number 52.
September 1992 Card made by J for my birthday in September 1992. Continue reading NSFW Handmade Birthday Card – Eat your heart out Hallmark
Friday, 11 September 1992 Dear Nana and Pop Sorry this is typed but as usual I am running around in circles. Thank you very much for my birthday card. With your birthday money I bought a lovely little box of drawers for all my painting equipment, I shall send you a photo, they are really cute. Jack is pleased because now there are no more … Continue reading Wedding Dress Fittings & Fruit Tree Pruning.
Monday, 24 August 1992 Dear Sis, Yet another boring lunchtime, nowhere to go, nothing to do, well nothing inexpensive anyway. How goes it in the Great Land of the Unwashed? Mum told me you and Jack are buying a house and maybe renting it out. Good move Big Sis, I can see you beating down the door and smacking some pensioner over the head, screaming … Continue reading My Book of Life – no platitudes or clichés here.
Tuesday, 18 August 1992 Hey Sis, Your second letter in two days! It’s just that I only get half an hour for lunch so by the time I actually get anywhere it’s always time to come back so I figured I’d start another letter, it burns time. It’s Mara’s 21st party thingy on Saturday night, something I’m not looking forward to. Ma says it’s formal … Continue reading It’s not my party, but I’m still gonna cry about it.
Friday, 14 August 1992 Dear J I hope all is well in your neck of the woods at the moment. I know that you must be busy with your job and Mum says that you spend most of the week with Leah, it sounds as if things are going well with her, Mum says she is really nice. I am trying to think if there … Continue reading Why Can’t I Be You J
7 August, 1992 Howdy Sis, How you going? I’m at work and I’m hung-over as hell and I just can’t face having to speak to business knobs’ secretaries with all the charisma of lobotomized Alsatians, so I thought I’d write a long overdue letter to my Sis. Watcha been doin’? I went out last night with Donovan (remember him? the tall one with all the hair) … Continue reading Potato Cakes & Vodka
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