January 23rd, 2002


Water on glass.

It was raining this morning and at one point my bus was queued in traffic. The break lights of the car ahead were caught in the raindrops on its windscreen.

Flash! - yet another flashback. This time I was in a taxi travelling up Wallasey Road on my way to the Taj Mahal Restaurant. The dice had told Mark and I to go for a curry. Little did I know they'd also told Mark to pretend he had no money.
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