My first freewrite since the course started. Lets forget it’s now Week 4.
Today I spent most of my time having a good spring clean. It was while I was dragged all my cupboards out that I found it. I really did not have much time to stop and ponder over anything. I needed to focus. I just couldn’t resist opening it. It was a battered old Nike shoe box, that looked years old. I couldn’t quite remember it, yet on the other hand, the torn off paint, the retro design – tugged at a memory of a long gone time. I felt my heart beat rise as I began working the tape off. I felt an anxiety that wasn’t natural. Surely it would only contain odds and sods, maybe a few postcards and some old letters. I was curious. Finally I got into the box. I was shocked with what I found. A video tape. Now I knew that it wasn’t my memory that was found wanting. I had not put this video tape in this box. I pulled out the video, only to find a postcard hanging off it by a piece of sellotape.
I turned it over and read…
Play me Jenny
