Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.

Tuesday, 3 September 1996 Helloooooooooooooooooooo  J       apoos How are you my darling? I am so lazy I never write to you and now that I am I have nothing to say, I tell you everything when I ring. Heard you had dinner with Dad on Sunday for Father’s Day. Mum told me all about his embarrassing shenanigans at the restaurant, what a hoot. … Continue reading Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.

Two affairs – one a little messy, one oh so VERY messy.

Friday, 26 July 1996  2:10pm Hey S, Went and saw Othello with Pippa at the Capitol cinema in Swanston Walk.  What a great cinema.  I remember it dimly from childhood.  I remember the freaky ceiling (all geometric with coloured lights.  Sounds tacky, but it’s not).  Lawrence Fishburne was better than I had hoped, and Kenneth Brannagh was good too.  One of the cast members was the … Continue reading Two affairs – one a little messy, one oh so VERY messy.

It’s a curly one, isn’t it?

Tuesday, 30 April 1996  8:50am Oh God, This time it’s for real Sis.  I have to decide on a career.  I’m going to be twenty-fucking-four in a few months, and I’m still bumbling along in this job I stumbled into.  This job which is going to lead nowhere.  What brought on this fit of fear I hear you ask?  I went over and visited Leah … Continue reading It’s a curly one, isn’t it?

1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.

J kept a diary for most of 1995.  Having read all our correspondence and his diaries in chronological order, 1995 seems like a pivotal year for his thinking and the many changes and choices he makes.   Sun 1 Jan 1995 – Well, well, how exciting! A new diary. I’ve been dying to use it for the last few weeks, last year’s was simply too small … Continue reading 1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.