Monday, 17 June 2013

Saturday 31st May 2008 (pp3080-9)

I used to always have Saturdays off. What did I do? What did she do? Busy at work? Or unemployed? Lazy slow breakfasts brought up to the second floor bedroom? Newspaper? She worked in Komedia. I went to see her on a Saturday. Sometimes I worked there too. Or I would just sit and write in the cafĂ© and watch the people go past and read the serialised graphic novel in the Guardian, the one by Audrey Niffenegger, the one about the mobile library, and perhaps also I was beginning to try and solve the cryptic crosswords, as yet fairly useless at them, just getting one or two clues, more in the Everyman on a Sunday, in the Observer. Evenings? What did we do Saturday evening? Go out? Gigs? 











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