Dear.. Mountjoy Rachel Lord Sophie Rogers Sarah Trevenna Hannah Louise Cleaver, I miss 59 Thompson Avenue for the brew times, For the morning fag and fartathon performances at the back door. For the times after social where bodies were just scattered everywhere. How Outside was always warmer than rogers room. I miss how the back toilet had more clothes in it than new look. How wed walk into Lords room and expect the naked shuffle for dignity. I miss how there would be more bottles and cans in your recycling boxes than the whole of the Ormskirk population put together. I miss how we would play monopoly in the afternoon (Like ballers) and not allow ourselves to leave without taking money.. to pay others to slut drop in the venue. I miss the late night scran and how every time Id put something in that oven, it was like a garlic bread Houdini act, as it would never ever appear again. I miss seeing kathys shocked face every time she would come home and saw us dressed as something ridiculous. I miss Sarahs sweet words of encouragement to the rabbits. And how wed go crazy and throw our Cliques up for Jay Z. Some of the best memories ever are in Thompson Ave! But I thought it might bring a little ray of sunshine to your Thursday Mornings x
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 10:58:43 +0000
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