"Put a bit of TCP on it, Pet!"

Date: 11/1/2016

I was at the deep end of (Taunton) swimming pool with my mum, who had just pushed off to swim another length. When I turned to my right, I saw someone I recognised. It was James Samson (from high school) He said "Hi Amanda!" And then slipped his hands around my waist "Did you want to meet up?" He asked. "My mum is here, we probably shouldn't! I'll meet you at the other end of the pool shortly, and we will have a talk!" I answered. We swam together "It's not a race!" I yelled. But I pushed as fast as my legs would take me and was certain that I had won, especially when he followed behind me, breathless. But when I got there, his friends, who were sat on the side of the pool, laughed "You do realise he did two lengths over by the time you got here!" "Hmm, I guess that explains why he is sweating!" I thought. We sat on the side of the pool and he started to show off in front of all of his friends, talking about how much he loves to smoke weed. "I haven't got time for this!" I sighed, and jumped back into the water to find my mum. When I reached the deep end, I allowed my body to drop down to the bottom of the pool. It was there, when I opened my eyes, I saw another floating body I recognised (again from high school) A guy called, Tom Salt. As he swan around in the water, his body fat was flapping around. "I don't want to see this anymore!" I thought, and quickly swam back up to the surface. As I clung to the side of the pool, I clocked another man gawping at me, an Indian man. His skin was baggy and old and I felt myself beginning to gag. "I just want to be alone!" I sighed. Next scene; In a shop (that looked like a reception) I ask about whether I could get my daughter's ears pierced (even though she already has them pierced) They said to go and away and think about it and gave me a goody bag. The goody bag was so heavy I had a hard time carrying it away with me. "What's in here?" I thought. It turned out to be a bunch of random tat - "How nice of them!" I smiled. Next scene; Mat (my ex husband) and I were enjoying a meal together at my uncle and aunty's pub. I tried this pudding (which usually I would have hated - it was a chocolate moose) but, on this occasion, I really loved it. Mat took one bite and absolutely hated it, pulling faces as if he'd eaten something really vulgar like a donkey's testicle. There was a blonde woman in a tabard sweeping the floors around us and I remember thinking, although she was a tad bit trailer trash, "She's too attractive for this job!" She made a joke about being a bimbo and then my aunty said "Well, if you're a bimbo then I'm a bumbo!" And they all laughed in hysterics. I remember turning around and awkwardly laughing with them. Mat joined in with the laughter too. "Oh my god! Please get me out of here!" I thought. Next scene; I was looking after my niece, Tilly, for the day. But I couldn't really be arsed. I had errands to run, so I just dragged her along with me. At one point, I even drove the car with her on my lap "fuck it!" I thought. I then found myself climbing up what looked like Sooty and Sweep's miniature house, with Tilly in Tow. "This would be so much better if I didn't have a baby with me!" I groaned. I kept lifting her up and putting her in different rooms "Maybe she will fall down the toilet!" I wondered, as she crawled around the miniature bathroom. She didn't. Next scene; I was at Kylie's house - which looked completely different from her real house. It looked more like a bachelor pad! Alun and Chloe Hiett (again, from high school) were there just fading into the background. My friend, Laura, was also there - along with a few others. I stood up and gave an emotional speech in front of everyone about how proud I was of Laura for turning her life around. Nobody was listening, but I remember not being unable to stop the tears from falling from my eyes. Mid talk, Kylie's ex husband, Nick, was rifling through a pile of DVD's and Kylie was telling him the ones that Ava would really like. I stopped my speech, walked towards the patio doors and called Mat, explaining that I was having a nice time at Kylie's and would be home soon. When I got home, I found Mat had left his laptop out. "I'll just have a quick look!" I thought. Whilst rifling through his pictures, I found nudes of another woman - WOMEN! Women with tattoos. One of the women in the pictures had stretchy skin on her midriff and I remember feeling repulsed. When Mat came back into the room I made it evidently clear through my body language that I wasn't very pleased. He sat next to me and I could see it in his eyes that he knew what had happened. He said that they weren't personal pictures - that he had bought them online for a £1 "You bought them?" I queried in confusion. "Yes, they are nothing, Mandy, really they aren't! I don't want to lose you! Please don't be angry. They mean nothing..." the pleads went on and on. In the end, I decided to take his word for it and then we started to caress each other, but as I unbuckled his jeans, he stopped abruptly and said. "I can't tonight, I had to put some special ointment on my cock!" ..."Oh right!" I said "What sort of ointment? Like TCP?" I asked. "Yes, TCP!" He answered, with a hint of guilt over his face. Was he telling the truth?