the bells

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Goth?  1986First love was a roller coaster.

The highs involved lashings of peanut butter sandwiches, outlandish hairstyles and jewellery,   singing and dancing in the streets, railway stations, buses, bedrooms, and on beaches.     We could  harmonise with each other and sing every  track by EBTG.

He had a penchant for spontaneous immitations of  Jack Russel terriers.

My  perfromance fruit was, and still is,    uniquely engaging (and available for appropriate inducements and parties).

Love on a shoestring budget with a wealth of imagination was bright, distracting, and fulfilling  if  haunted by rumours, potential lies and deceipts.

Everything But The Girl (EBTG) sang when alls well

When the grief burst in.   Always a suprise.   Always dramatic.    Tracey, alone with her guitar  sang  New Opened Eyes

the bells
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2 bits of lovely banter on “the bells”

  1. Scarlet writes:

    Performance fruit? I am curious.



  2. Kevin writes:

    me too.

    I’m having a sudden terrible bout of nostalgia. (sigh) I’ll blame you if I suddenly go soppy.



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