My lockdown buddy
My Lockdown Buddy In February 2020 I got the keys to my new home after splitting up from my partner. Having lived with partners and flatmates all my adult life this was to be my first experience of living alone! What an adventure! Except that I wasn’t alone. I had my cat - my beautiful little princess, Sheema.
The birthday present
Then When I was a teenager I was a wannabe Goth. I used to regularly frequent an old warehouse that had been turned into an indoor market for people with alternative tastes. There was a shop selling Dr Marten boots, a tattooist and piercer, a shop that sold glow in the dark neon club wear that I was too young and too vanilla to actually wear. Upstairs there was a cafe that specialised in amazing vegetarian and vegan food before being vegan was really a thing. I used to go in with my school friends who would humour my alternative leanings whilst harbouring obsessions with boy bands and high street fashion. And we would order vegetarian quiche or jacket potatoes accompanied by up to three different salads - brightly coloured grains and vegetables. I felt the height of alternative sophistication with my fake nose ring and my badly applied eyeliner.
A musical meditation
It’s nearly 6pm on a beautiful Sunday evening. I have completed most of the ‘essential’ tasks on my to-do list for today. One task is staring up at me: ‘practice saxophone.’