the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone (whiskyinmind) wrote,
the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone

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Oddest day ever.

I kinda told myself I was goiong to stop doing these early morning posts but something so odd just happened that I have to share. The library is having work done on the front door so it's blocked off right now (they're putting in a new swipe card system, apparently I'm on the focus group analysing the impact this is having on the users. News to me!) but in addition to that there's also work going on in another part of the library which has lead to the back door also being closed off (staff entrance). So everyone and their dogs are coming in and out through a fire escape door round the side of the building right now. I got here this morning, parked up, still half asleep to be honest, walked up to the side door, there was a guy keeping pace with me but he dropped back to let me in first, then he called out after me "Is there somewhere I can leave the papers?"

I turn round, he's the taxi driver who brings the papers up from the shop we get them from, I say "I can take them." he gives them to me, says thanks and walks away. I turn into the library and then realize I'd heard that voice before.

It was my uncle. My mum's sister's husband. I didn't recognise him until his voice registered in the depths of my brain.


Apparently his daughter's daughter has just had a son - does that make me a great aunt or a second cousin? - I think she's 16, might be 17 by now. *sigh* So now I'm invited to a family get-together after getting a few pointed 'we haven't heard from you for a while now, how are you?' comments.

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