Saturday, 26 July 2014

MAN ON THE MOON

 I called this the Man in the moon as it was the time Armstrong walked on the moon. After my affair with Alan and his fake hair I would always check a mans hair out and it become a bit of an obsession for a while. I finished working at the Cosmetic company and began another job at the Sturt Street Post Office in Adelaide. I was living in a boarding house in North Adelaide and I had to catch a bus to work every day. I was first to open the Post Office at 6.30am every morning and had to get ready the Post Office gear and then onto the lunches that were purchased every day. This was a Post Office come milk bar so we sold food and many other things. I used to get home at about 4pm every day and used to be exhausted. I was so bad that I would just buy yogurt and have a shower go to bed and wait for the alarm to go for the next day to come and do it all over again. I would be in extreme pain and I now realize I had Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome but I was desperated and needed to live and I just kept plodding along. I didnt have any friends and the people at the boarding house used to have parties and I knew drugs were involved so I just kept to myself. It was a tough lonely time and I did this for about 6 months and then I got a better job in a factory putting labels on bottles. The hours were better and I got to mix more but still have no friends from that time. I would be in contact with my mother in New Zealand from time to time but I just used to get religion rammed downy throat. I never really told her what was really going on with me. One day some one told me about a singles group and that they were having a dance at a prominent place in Adelaide. I think it was the Town Hall?
I decided to go and remember the dress I bought and how flash I thought I looked in a big long blue and white flowing skirt with big red belt and white ruffled blouse the dress of that time. I caught a bus into Adelaide which was only 10 minutes away and when I got to the venue I thought what am I doing here? The band  was playing and the music was nice and I soon found myself being asked up for a dance by various men. I enjoyed being danced around the room as I had never danced like that before but found I could follow a good dancers steps. I was not a drinker as such but found myself having a couple of wines to sooth my nerves. As the end of the evening came to an end, I was suddenly asked by Lewis if he could take me home and explained he had his 12 year old son Edward with him. This made me feel safe so he took me home and exchanged phone numbers. Having no mobile phones I had to give the boarding house number and he gave me his home number. He lived at Elizabeth which was about and hours drive in those days.
  I went to work and never thought too much about Lewis except to realize he was around twelve years my senior. And yes he turned out to be like the man on the moon as he thought he was the only one in the world who had an opinion and was a control freak. This I found out much latter.

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