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Fag-Ash Lil

Today was the funeral of one of the women who inspired me to write Unatit, a story of Fag-Ash Lil.

Although some saw her as a public nuisance, and a blot on the landscape, her funeral was attended by a few dozen friends.

The wake was held in a local pub. Where else? (It didn't matter that she was banned from that pub several times a month. They always relented if she was half-way sober.)

The mourners spent most of the time on the pavement outside because our last Labour Government banned smoking in all public buildings. Fag-Ash Lil didn't care. She'd light up in the pub and get ejected - again.

Many in our town will miss her. Their reasons for missing her may be mixed, but one of our colourful characters has gone forever.

I hope they have plenty of ciggies where she's gone.

Fag-Ash Lil will continue to haunt the Authors' Hangout.

Og
 
Today was the funeral of one of the women who inspired me to write Unatit, a story of Fag-Ash Lil.

Although some saw her as a public nuisance, and a blot on the landscape, her funeral was attended by a few dozen friends.

The wake was held in a local pub. Where else? (It didn't matter that she was banned from that pub several times a month. They always relented if she was half-way sober.)

The mourners spent most of the time on the pavement outside because our last Labour Government banned smoking in all public buildings. Fag-Ash Lil didn't care. She'd light up in the pub and get ejected - again.

Many in our town will miss her. Their reasons for missing her may be mixed, but one of our colourful characters has gone forever.

I hope they have plenty of ciggies where she's gone.

Fag-Ash Lil will continue to haunt the Authors' Hangout.

Og

Sad and sorry to hear that. She sounded like my kind of people. :D

By the way, how old was she?
 
Today is Tuesday? It feels like Wednesday. Probably because I played poker last night instead of tonight. My kung fu school is offering a new class on Tuesday nights that I want to try out, and am rearranging my schedule for.
 
Today was the funeral of one of the women who inspired me to write Unatit, a story of Fag-Ash Lil.

Although some saw her as a public nuisance, and a blot on the landscape, her funeral was attended by a few dozen friends.

The wake was held in a local pub. Where else? (It didn't matter that she was banned from that pub several times a month. They always relented if she was half-way sober.)

The mourners spent most of the time on the pavement outside because our last Labour Government banned smoking in all public buildings. Fag-Ash Lil didn't care. She'd light up in the pub and get ejected - again.

Many in our town will miss her. Their reasons for missing her may be mixed, but one of our colourful characters has gone forever.

I hope they have plenty of ciggies where she's gone.

Fag-Ash Lil will continue to haunt the Authors' Hangout.

Og

Leaving a pack of ciggies for Lil, I feel like I've lost an old friend.:rose:
 
So I posted three stories like 3 days ago. :( I just want them to be up, lol.

Another glorious morning. :)
I :heart: this vanilla caramel creamer. Mmm, yummy in my mouth. :)

The diamond in my engagement ring is loose, :(, so I had to take it off.
I would absolutely shit if I lost it, so it's gotta sit in the box til Saturday. :(
My finger is naked. Nothing is sexier than a tan line from a ring. :rolleyes: lol.
 
I don't think I won a single hand of poker last night...

I also watched Zardoz last night... For anyone that has seen it, they should find that sentence alone telling enough...

I woke up a minute before my alarm clock sounded, and turned it off immediately (I hate the sound of alarm clocks) before gathering everything needed for my shower and the rest of the day. As I was grabbing my cell phone and sun glasses, my alarm clock sounded off anyway. I hate that thing...
 
Why didn't I say "hello" when I had the chance? Why did I keep on walking with that smile aimed right back at me? Why couldn't I smile again today (assuming that was the same woman)? Why am I such a timid little chickenshit?
 
Life is moving so fast, I need to find a way to write again. I'm thinking Dragon Nturally Speaking voice recognition software is my best bet so I can write on my long commute by dictating to my netbook.
 
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