14.00 Train. Time to Kill

Brighton, UK - Nic - Wednesday, July 20th, 2005 : goo

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Regents Park, before getting the train to mum. Walked up Portland Street from Oxford Circus, entered the park through the "No dogs, except Guide Dogs" rose garden gate, tried to look deaf.

Me and Ted sit and share two turkey baps made this morning in Brighton - grilled with chilli.

We walk past the school hockey teams - all arms and knee-socks - and head around the inner circle to the main walkway where we find the serious dog walkers.

Old lady - quite stooped, good make up and hair with long haired old-english sheep dog, falls into step. " You've worked hard with him I see" - I asume she means teddy. "Yes, but he's older now, it was a lot of training when he was a puppy"

We chat more and she reveals that she lives on the corner of Regents Park.
" I have my own front door"
" That must be nice"
" My daughters both live in London - but they dont understand dogs!"

As she talks a bobble of brown spittle attaches like elastic her bottom lip to the top. I watch, listening and fascinated.

We near the gate and 5 mixed dogs enter like the local gang - accompanied loosely by Michael the dog walker looking tanned and tubby. He and the old lady know each other and say hello. Michael knows me but can't remember my name - I know this as he asks me for my number and hands me his phone to type my name in! We catch up on life events - his.

" I've just got back from Ibiza, dumped my boyfriend after he beat me up outside the flat, with all the dogs, in front of the neighbours. Got to sort the mortgage out. I owe him £500, he keeps ringing me and calling me a bastard. I've started doing escort work too, I just had sex in my lunch hour in Old Street"

I tell him about decorating, applying for a job - and a bit about Alan. I have to leave to get my train so we cheek kiss goodbye and I walk off to Euston.

Ted is asleep on his seat head under the fold down table. I am tired too.

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elaine: yuk, the brown spittle! yuk!

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