A course in Corbridge – with popsicles (Rousse)

The venue for the course was the sitting room of my (dead) grandmother’s house in Corbridge. It was exactly as it was the last time that I had last visited it in the 1980s. The brown curtains still hung at the window, the ornaments above the television had not moved, and the photographs of me, my sisters, and our cousins were still fixed to the walls. I decided to take away some of the more precious artefacts such as the nineteenth century cameos and gold jewellery. I left behind the freemason’s rings embedded in the wall.

The syllabus of the course was unclear, but I did enjoy the skateboarding. It was so much easier than I remembered it. Apparently this was due to the new independent back wheel mechanism. It felt like I was hover-boarding as I moved along.

WB was also on the course. She led some of the other participants in the baking of popsicle cakes. I missed the opportunity to photograph them when the birthday candles were added.

There were a couple of unexpected course participants. MS had taken the decision to ‘just call in’ and an escaped mental hospital patient chased me along the street outside as I was waving a couple off home again after their full day of training.

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