kelzadiddle: (Where But For Caravan Would I? Section)
We had another minor faff with the local yobs today, which comes as no great surprise. Earlier in the day, I'd been reading, when there came a knock at the door. Dad had gone out to the shops, so my immediate thought was that he'd come back but forgotten his keys. Unlikely for him, yes, but always a possibility. I went to the door, no-one there. I returned to the living room, and my book.

A second knock, the Second Coming of the Sasquatch and a weird revelation about my house... )
kelzadiddle: (Rise)
I am in what could be the shittiest mood ever. I was having a brilliant day through work; it was busy, but I was having a great time. On the way home, it was really frigging cold - colder than anything I've ever felt before. My feet and hands were numb and I wanted nothing more than to get home and straight into the bath without a hitch - no hypothermia, no slipping and falling on my arse.

So, near the traffic lights entrance to Clarence Street, I saw three kids (two girls and a boy) walking towards me, across the road. Faffing in the snow, and being a general nuisance.

They all know Ashley, don't they? They've given him trouble in the past, and they recognise me as his sister.

"Heads up!" the boy shouts, and lobs a snowball at me. It misses. Across the road with all the cars I can't do much except look at them like they're a bunch of idiots and dodge. He throws another one.

And so the story continues... )

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