Proof Reading, Princess Turd & Dead Cats

Friday, 19 February 1993 Dear S It’s fucking ace to hear from you, I got your aerogram today from Sue’s daughter Donna who works here too.  (That’s how I got the job in the first place)  Sue has been collecting the mail for us while Mum’s over in Old Blighty with you?  How is she? Fussing like a maniac I’ll bet.  And how are you?  … Continue reading Proof Reading, Princess Turd & Dead Cats

It’s enough to turn you into a Socialist

Friday, 27 November 1992 Dear Sis, So now I am twenty.  I don’t think I like it that much really, well, only when I think about it.  It doesn’t occur to me most of the time.  I don’t feel twenty, twenty years old, by twenty you’re supposed to be mature and all that shit.  I dunno, nineteen just sounds so much younger, you know? God … Continue reading It’s enough to turn you into a Socialist

Mum & The Nipple Police

Monday, 23 November 1992 S Baby!  How’s it going? Why haven’t you written you pussy nodule on the anus of humanity? (Like it? I thought of it myself).  I’m on an extremely late and extremely boring lunch break and I thought it was time I typed you a little letter with my machine-gun typing skills. So why haven’t you written?  Were you as completely outraged … Continue reading Mum & The Nipple Police

Back when we used videos and we had to finish a roll of film before we could see the photos.

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.