Money chair
I looked out of the living room window today in time to see the Burberry clad neighbours erecting a large trampoline. Considering the gardens along our road are about the size of a single bed, this was no small feat. Soon they had it completed and were merrily jumping around, swearing happily to themselves. For no justifiable reason, I became jealous. I wanted to experience the joy of bouncing too. Completely without the aid of alcohol to numb the shame, I began to bounce very tentatively on a chair. Imagine my surprise when I heard a faint jingling. Reaching my hand into the foul depths of the arm chair my fingertips touched a coin. Twenty English pence no less!
I continued to explore the recesses of what can only be known as that rarest of things – a money chair. After many long minutes looking like a vet at a particularly tricky calving, I had accumulated my reward. Sixty-two pence, a tic tac, a newspaper clipping from 2003 (about the merits of men with long hair), a prescription tablet of unknown medical benefit and a lacerated hand.
I ask you, who needs a fancy trampoline when you have a seventies armchair?
14 May 2005 18:15
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I will treasure the memory of you with your hand stuck up (note not down, actually up) the back of a grotty chair always.
Really, for always, I tell you, always.
And even when I can't remember your surname, forget how many children you have and send you birthday cards for the wrong day, that image I will still remember.
I mean it. :)
14 May 2005, 18:45
Yeah… but it's going to be old money then innit? Seeing as the chair's 30 years old n that.
14 May 2005, 18:46
Hmm. I think there is a flaw in the theory of money chair. Maybe, just maybe, this money isn't new… maybe it's just the money that has slipped out of my pocket over the last few months. Dammit.
15 May 2005, 09:16
Jessica
And it would be wonderful if that was the first time you'd done that… but I have photographic evidence of first term…
15 May 2005, 10:47
Tony P
Hey babe,
Things seem pretty quiet on your blog. Want me to come and shake your chair for you? ;)
21 May 2005, 00:36
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