Date: 5/4/2018
By soulatman
In a living room. Victorian building, fireplace, window open, looking onto somewhere feels like kentish town? A brown leather armchair, quite posh, wood floorboards. I see a calendar printout on a notice board? Talking on phone to a northern lady. I provide a service of sending documents for people through Google. Like a royal mail service where I take her stuff and post it for her. I write the word "Geoogle" or "Geegle" on a blank piece of paper. I notice it is misspelled. I cross out an e. I ask the lady what she is sending. She says it is printouts of something for her son? I say I'm asking because if she sends reams and reams of paper it will cost her a lot. She says no. She is now in the living room with me. She is blonde, wearing navy blue suit dress, and older. She raises a blind, which is folded in an awkward way so that it crumples when it rolls up. I notice but shrug it off. The woman asks me what I think about this 5 day thing. It relates somehow to Jeremy Corbyn. I say to her I don't know what you think of him, but I love Corbyn. She makes negative comments. I say I grew up in poverty and think fairness and equality is so important. I see two or three folders on a wooden desk. Two blue one red.