Some things stay with you forever.
The first time that your heart was broken.
Feeling sand between your toes and the sun on your back on a Greek island beach after a Scottish winter, spring and summer.
Sniffing the floorboards in your parents’ good front room to try to figure out where the bad smell is coming from during a clean up after an unauthorised party held by your little sister for her school friends.
Losing someone that you love to the jaws of death and realising that you will never see them again except in dreams and possibly, maybe in the afterlife. If you believe in such things which being a sort of born-again Catholic I sort of do.
I had great hopes for this blood red dress – it was a perfect match for a pair of unworn Siren shoes that the Minx and I scored from Broadway Betty about a year ago. The shoes are the colour of dried blood too.
Other than that, I don’t have too much to say other than have a wee listen to the track entitled ‘Bloodlust’ by unsigned Sydney Band, Aqualash here. The lyrics remind me of something that I will never forget.
This post is dedicated to those among you who have lost a baby before or after term and to Jen and Danielle in particular.