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Stolen from Cat

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a blunt teaspoon either way.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your LJ and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.


All I can really say is 'pillows!'...

Because that would be your memory of me. ;-) I can't believe it made such an impact...
impact? I would have thought that it would have been fairly cushioned ;)
It would certainly make for more interesting car airbags...

But then that'd probably lead to a rise in deliberate car-crashes, so I'll end that thought there.
too many to choose from...
Kebabs I guess ;)
Icecubes, and getting kicked as a result!
LOL! That was a fun evening :)
Ellen's final chat with Israel.
You made me well up. That has to have been one of my singlemost intense evenings in my LRP career.
breastplate casting enough said
Hair that clears dance floors
I loved the fact that they used to clear my hair out of the lights lol
Many evenings spent watching videos, playing games and spilling red wine on the carpet of your room in Cardiff.
Yeah, I have fond memories of the time I had in CArdiff. Thinking about going back there. I know people have moved on but I really loved the city and regretted moving on.
It's been over three years since I've been back there, I really ought to visit some time, though It's a bit of a trek from the cold northern wastes where I presently reside.
Gareth got there first but I'm sorry it has to be you in my kitchen with Cling film and plaster bandage! Love you X
Meeting at Liverpool Street on a tuesday in January and almost pushing you down the stairs in the British Museum, much to the horror of one of the staff.

January 2009

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