I’ve copied his writing – 8th January 1997

My Wednesday 8th I saw Charlie’s brother today and it turns out I’ve seen him before. Abby showed me and I thought about it for a few seconds then recognised him as the sad little prat from Abby’s year who wanders round school with this girl. Believe it or not, he might even be sadder than his brother! [If I’m calling someone sad, they must’ve been mega dweeby.]

I also saw Dougie today. He was coming down the stairs and into the French room that Lizzie and I were stood by. Then he just came straight back out again. Weird!

I forgot to tell you the poem [Oh, not again. I established a while back that I shouldn’t do poetry.] that Lizzie and I made up about Megan Quinn in Maths yesterday. Here we go:

Dougie had a little lamb,
She’d follow without fail,
And everywhere that Dougie went,
She was on his trail!

We don’t like her you see because she follows Dougie round like a little lost lamb! [Which, of course, we’d never dream of doing!] I used to be best friends with her all the way through primary school but then she fell out with me.

Abby’s doing A Midsummer Night’s Dream in English and guess who’s book she had. Dougie’s! I’ve copied his writing from the front of the book. [OMFG! What was wrong with me?!] It’s like this:

January 1996 - Dougie's writing


Abby’s Wednesday 8th Hi, I didn’t see Charlie at all today.

I’ve been invited to Max Higginson’s birthday party though and it was embarrassing telling Mum, well Tess told her actually, and I didn’t know what they were talking about. I felt so stupid.

We’re doing A Midsummer Night’s Dream (again) in English and guess who’s book Caitlin got. Dougie’s. I swapped it with her today because I wanted to show Tess. [Thanks, sis! You stalker enabler, you.]

I hope I see Charlie tomorrow. I’ll go crazy if I don’t.

I LOVE CHARLIE 1000% & MORE. [Is that all? That only took me milliseconds to type, unlike yesterday.]

Bye x

4 thoughts on “I’ve copied his writing – 8th January 1997

  1. It’s stories like this that make me feel better about how weird I was as a child. (I spent a good few years pretending I was in an Enid Blyton story and used the words “lashings” and “blancmange” a lot!)


  2. Pingback: She thinks she can read peoples’ minds – 20th January 1997 | If Destroyed Still True

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