Tuesday 14 November 2017

#312 Priya

"That's the longest voicemail anyone's ever left me" I told her, after ringing her back. "That's only because you sent me the longest message" she replied. It was true, I had.

Priya was a 38 year old dentist. She wasn't working, she wasn't noisy and she was looking for someone to share a flat with. We had one or two minor things in common as well. We talked for twenty minutes. She told me about how she had lost her family. I don't think she meant in Tesco or on a beach.

She'd been drawn to my message, firstly because it was amazing and secondly because I'd described myself as unintimidating and had said I knew the area well and felt at home there. Finally, my borderline obsessive love of anywhere remotely close to East Dulwich had showed some sign of paying off.

I've never felt this way about a postcode. Sometimes I go back there, just to walk around and reminisce. The pineapple roundabout. The cheese shops of Lordship. That very fat guy with the very fat dog, who both look like they might keel over at any moment but never do.

I'd seen seven places so far and none had been in Dulwich. It would be too lucky if I got this one. I'd probably end up in Catford, West Norwood or back with my mother. I was already fed up of house hunting. Still, I had a few more viewings left in me and if my circumstances were of interest to anyone I met, then all the better. Finding a room seemed unlikely but not impossible.


Fizzfan said...

I’m very excited for you. This sounds very promising!
Dulwich sounds nice. Pineapple roundabouts and cheese shops sound like a taste sensation from the seventies.

Bit worried about the fat guy and his dog. What keeps them from falling over? Is it a sign?

Keeping anything that crisses crossed for you:)

Profound Familiarity said...

Hey Fizz Fizz.

It was possibly a bit misleading of me to post this because by the time I'd typed it up, she'd given the flat to a young student but it was an accurate portrayal of the situation at the time.

Cheers :)

How're you? How's work?

Profound Familiarity said...

Re. VFG and VFD, they keep each other from falling over. They are a perfect pair.

Fizzfan said...

Well what a niggly nuisance! Bugger.

I’m gonna be joining VFG and VFD tomoz as going out to celebrate my Sons birthday at a steakhouse. 2 4 1 cocktails afterwards too. Really looking forward to it.

Work:- Walked into a room full of colleagues glum faces last week to be given the results of some of our end of training tests. I said “Cheer up guys. It’ll be amazing if we all fail together!” And we did. YES!!! Hilarious.
I’ve made no secret of the fact that the training has been far too rushed and also complained that some of the questions weren’t even relevant to how our dept works so were completely baffling.
No training sessions planned this week...... I think the ‘management’ might be rethinking their approach.

So if VFG n his VFD fell over, would they go Ouch or make a big clang?

Profound Familiarity said...

Oh that sounds lovely, hope you have a nice time eating steak and getting a bit sloshed. The sauces at places like that are sometimes really nice.

That's so funny about the training. I take it the results didn't bother you, as it wasn't exactly your idea of fun in the first place.

Your fascination with Sir Weighalot and his scalebreaker of a pooch surprises me. I think it's a very good question. Presumably their cushioning would protect them from the impact. I think they might bounce back again. An alternative scenario would be that they end up on their backs, with their legs flaying in the air, unable to overcome gravity enough to get up.