Firstly, I went on a date. Well actually a 2nd date. I went rock-climbing. Things were going very well, as i sat next to a torso baring soldier on the edge of a quarry in Killiney. The views were the greatest I've ever seen of Dublin bay. As i sat there absoring both beautiful sights it occured to me that i could get used to this. There had been no previous spark between I and the soldier but after the 2nd date, who knew? things felt like they were picking up. Hopeful and trusting in my budding new relationship I got eqipped with a harness, very unflattering but at this stage I felt it was perhaps okay if soldier saw the true akward Cassie Delaney. I attempted to climb A QUARRY. a flat wall of solid rock on a swealtering hot day. I never led soldier to believe i was a successful climber. In fact, I distinctly informed soldier that at times my spaghetti arms lack the strength to opens doors, let alone hoist me up A QUARRY. But alas, like a fool, i tried. Honestly, I got about 3/4 of the way up THE QUARRY and died a little. I couldnt even feel my arms. I fell. I shouted up to soldier that I had enjoyed my experience but felt it was time to absail back down. I rock at this. I got to the bottom again and walked up to the top of the climb, which in itself is no walk in the park. It took a fair while, wrestling with bushels and twigs and strange foreigners. I finally returned to soldier, bleeding and scratched, red faced and out of breathe but proud that i had climbed three quaters of a quarry. I was becoming a new person, trying things i never before dreamed of, completing goals i never dreamed possible, enjoying dating people with completely different interests. I bid adue to soldier and hobbled back to my car, taking my time as the climb had me walking suspiciously like John Wayne. I climbed a quarry.
I never heard from soldier again.
Phased out because i was not a sufficiently successful climber.
A QUARRY!
apparently I DON'T have the full package, personality and charm just wont do unless you can shimmey up a wall of solid rock.
Cheers, soldier.
SO my first attempt at enjoying my summer without 20 windsor road has left me accutely aware of the fact that I am single, not attractive to soldiers and still living with mammy and daddy.
Sarah and I have started a book club. I wonder how this one will pan out.
to join the book club, donate a euro or hurl abuse email:
Cassandra.Lorraine@gmail.com
My everest
Love,
John Wayne (Cassie)
xx
