Dec 29, 2021
When: 28th December 1980 Where: 32 Turtle Crescent, Holyhead Who: @dickdowndearborn
Dawn had, for lack of better word, failed when it came to preparing for the friends that were slowly arriving at their house. It was a good thing others were bringing food, and that she had the best friends she had, because even the Christmas biscuits that were to be part of everyone’s gifts had remained unfinished, gone stale and, ultimately, ended up in the bin. “No, no cake I’m afraid.” At least she’d become well practiced over the last year to pretend nothing was wrong, as difficult as dragging herself into an outfit and downstairs had been. “I think we might have some ice cream though.”