Posted by Jane on August 26, 1997 at 15:50:12:
I was at the International Tournament, and along with the hockey, I was looking forward to renewing my "friendship" with a particular 50/50 seller. To my shame, I never asked her name, but she wore glasses, and always stood near the doors, at the Victoria station entrance. I get there, and where is she? No-one knows. (Or no-one's saying) Someone please put me out of my misery. We always used to have a really good laugh, and it was nice to have an intelligent conversation, rather than just being faced with someone trying to part me from my money.
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