Friday, 3 September 2010

What Happened?





What happened? We look around and every thing's changed and we ask the question. What happened? Do I remember? Have I had fun? What does any of this mean?

Did I fulfil my dreams?

Or, was I too busy living my life, working my days to pay for my nights? The bills never stopped, the wants never ceased, just decreased a little each year, if you know what I mean. By the time I am very old, I am sure I will be very still.

And suddenly it's ten, twenty years later and we are left wondering, what happened? What did I do? Where did time go? And suddenly you are having trouble getting up from the couch. I used to just spring up, now it is grab hold and heave-ho.

How did I get here?

But, I feel okay. Just the same.  Just the minutes slip sliding away. Oh? Now a groan, and an ache. What does that mean? What does that make? Can I remember any time before now?

I still feel the same, inside this old frame. I still feel like the young girl who ventured out into the world. I still feel like the eighteen year old, learning to drive, the twenty four year old, moving out of home, the twenty nine year old, falling in love, the thirty nine year old looking out through these eyes, the forty nine year old, wining at life. I still feel the same deep down in my soul, if any of us have souls, that I always have? I still feel like the girl I have always been.

It is just my refection that doesn’t add up any more. And what I feel when I try to spring up off the floor.

Old age, it should be illegal.


On 01 Sept 2010, at 7:56 PM


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

Dinner in the oven Chicken drumlets and vegetable cheese bake . All is ok .

This is my email Address from now on .

Denise


01.09.2010


New Email Address

Dumplings for dinner, Sammy is cooking. All is okay here.

My email address is the same.

Joan


On 3 Sep 2010, at 5:24 PM


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

Hi , i have no interest in talking to you , however you have my address and gifts need to posted now in order for them to arrive in time . I shall keep an eye on the postbox . PLEASE , do not send stale lemonade scones , one can only bear it ,I mean live it it up with so many people once in ones life , on your 50th . I think you have an upcoming birthday soon . Happy Birthday Joan . According to Ancestry.com , you were born in 1951 and it shows . I , as it turns out am 3 years younger than Kate , which means she turned 40 this year . So , just spoil me I think .

Hurtling towards 40 is not an easy thing Luv as I am sure you have long forgotten.

many happy returns . 

Denise


On Sat, Sep 3, 2010 at 5:41 PM


Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> wrote:

The only way you’d be hurtling towards 40, luv, was if you drove your car at a speed sign. As it turns out, I was born in 1971, right along with microprocessor Integrates CPU Function onto a Single Chip, and the reincarnation of Coco Chanel, a true woman of the modern age. Since we now follow the Amish tradition the only gift we could possibly manage would be lemonade scones, or a lovely line in aprons. It seems only fair, if I remember rightly you turn 55 any day now. Happy birthday, luv. Let me know where to send them. Three years younger than Kate? Weren’t you midwife at her birth?

My birthday is not for a week.

How long have I known you?

Joan


On 3 Sep 2010, at 6:10 PM 


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

It is no surprise to me , that you admit freely that today that you are mostly machine these days , being moments away from 70 . As for Coco darl as close as you are ever likely to get is if Sammy serves you a mug of it in a soup bowl at bed time . Pats you on the head and says nighty , nighty you old cunt , and you are most likely to be wearing one , as he calculates what you are worth , well , dead .As for for following Amish tradition , goodness knows is goes beyond yourself . I know it very well after my last and particularly unfortunate , as always , meeting with the Octogenarian Peta Wellington and her toyboy who still thinks he is a toyboy , but really , that was 30 years ago , Shawn .Modern Man ? Grow an Amish beard , as your Bible requires for all Men and forbids the consumption of Pork .

No i was not mid-wife . I was not BORN YET.

Denise


On Sat, Sep 3, 2010 at 6:16 PM


Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> wrote: 

Mother Teresa has just been sainted, I’ll be next

Luv, in 1972, you were 25.

Joan


On 3 Sep 2010, at 6:21 PM


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

you forgot to add the two numbers together , 2+5 = 7 years old.

Denise


Date: 3/09/2010 6:28 PM (GMT+10:00)


From: Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> 

To: Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> 

Subject: Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

I forget nothing

Joan


On 3 Sep 2010, at 6:32 PM


DeniseJames787 <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

It just so unfortunate for you bunch of tragidies that , niether do I . As for Beatification , the only miracle associated with the likes of you is that you ate still alive.

Denise


On Sat, Sep 3, 2010 at 7:40 PM


Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> wrote: 

You wrote 'ate'

Joan


On Sat, Sep 3, 2010 at 8:14 PM


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote: 

I very rarely text . 

The word is ‘are’. Clear now? You old fool.

Denise


On 3 Sep 2010, at 8:15 PM


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Sleep well , enjoy your Cocoa .

Denise


03.09.2010, 9.19pm


Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Yes, indeed. Sweet dreams, luv

Joan


On 3 Sep 2010 9:20 PM,


"Joan Withers" <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> wrote: 

I’m not surprised you are in bed already... at your age

Joan


On 4 Sep 2010, at 5:43 AM 


Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

I wake at 5am to let Tim out , so i tend to retire early . My mirror always tells me that I am indeed "The most beautiful one of all" because of it . I guess you dont bother to look in the mirror any longer , replacing a shattered mirror on a daily basis , must have cost you a fortune by now .

Denise


Date: 4/09/2010 5:45 AM (GMT+10:00)


From: Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> 

To: Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> 

Subject: Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Don’t even glance into that looking glass, darl.

Joan


On 4 Sep 2010, at 5:51 AM, 


DeniseaJames787 <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

I bet you don’t. There has been a little fall of rain early this morning , however fortunately my smoking spot is still dry . I amabout to go outside . Been awake all night again have we?

Denise


Date: 4/09/2010 5:55 AM (GMT+10:00)


From: Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com> 

To: Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> 

Subject: Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

I just got up, just now. I just had a joint in the back yard in the dark, waiting for the Apex Gang to turn up.

How is Tim?

Joan


04.09.2010, 6.11am


Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

No doubt you are on to your 2nd sherry by 6am

Joan


On 4 Sep 2010, at 6:12 AM, 


DeniseaJames787 <DeniseJames787@gmail.com> wrote:

Apparently , the majority of that lot are black Africans , it's just an observation by the way . The sand belt is more likely to experience crime . Since you are stoned and it is dark ,however, get inside i say . What is so wrong with a cup of coffee , like i am enjoying.

Denise


04.09.2010, 6.13am


Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Just poured my second cuppa

Joan


4/09/2010 6:18 AM


From: DeniseJames787 <DeniseJames787@gmail.com>

Date: 4/09/2010 6:18 AM (GMT+10:00)

To: DeniseJames787 <DeniseJames787@gmail.com>

Cc: Denisejames787@gmail.com

Subject: Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010


Please . If you are stupid enough to take drugs , don't transfer you guilt onto me.   Tim is fine 4 months here now . 3 of hell and a somwhat expensive time, but finally he is enjoying being a pet and no longer has expectations of having to run for his dinner . I have always adored him and vice versa , but it has been a ttrial.

Denise


04.09.2010, 11.52pm


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

Alex has gone all right wing on us, he tells me he is a racist now, in his usual, sweet tone. He kept sending me Reclaim Australia literature, on Facebook. That was until I blocked him. Ha ha.

Joan


04.09.2010, 12.14pm


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

Oh dear , perhaps you should remind him that they may also include Italian migrants and definitely if they happen to gay , on their put them back on the boat agenda .

Denise


04.09.2010, 2.57pm


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

But I don’t think we should go in for sending any of the Italians back, gay or not.

Joan


04.09.2010, 4pm


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

If they live South of Fierenza or Roma , sorry about that , you must go 

I just cant understand how a 20th century migrant , and lets fsce it , they endured Australians falling over them selves to welcome them when they arrived . Even their children would have remembered the breeze of a time they had at school amungst all embrasing Aussie kids. It took 30 or more years before they were just part of the crowd .!!!! . Then they do it to new arrivals , go figure that out .

Remember, that was my life.

Denise


05/09/2010, 6.49pm.


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

How’s Tim?

Joan


05/09/2010, 6.49pm.


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

I already told you , you should read all of the content of your emails ! He's fine .

Denise


11/09/2010, 6.49pm


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

as truly superb as the word “fine” is, a descriptive word with very few peers, I did rather wonder if you had another word to go with it.

Joan


12/09/2010 9.18am


Subject: Birthday Weekend 2010

I shall search for the email regarding Tim . It may have been sent by text . If not easy to find I shall tell you about my 4 months with Tim . He is fine .

Denise


13/09/2010 12:19pm


Re: Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Luv, I never received this, despite you telling me that I did.

And I can tell you why, if you look at the “to” email address and the "from" email address, they are the same.

You sent it to yourself, you stupid old fool.

Joan


13.09.2010, 12.25pm


Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

Fool! All i was doing was having an intelligent conversation . There was little point in sending it to you.

Denise


12.09.2010, 12.33pm


Denise's Birthday 18SEPT 2010

You see info about tim . There is also sms and mms

Joan


Denise bitched that I didn’t read her email where she told me all about Tim.

When she sent me the email dated 4/09/2010 6:18 AM it clearly stated that she sent the email to herself and not to me, probably after too much wine

I remember when she was as sharp as a tack, oh, how long ago was that?


Date: 13/09/2010 1:05 PM (GMT+10:00)


From: Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com>

To: Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com>

Subject: Left hand, what is the right hand doing?


Another email you sent to yourself luv.

READ YOUR EMAILS, she demanded! Fool, she bleated. I’ve already sent that to you! she exclaimed.

Quick luv, what day is it? How many fingers am I holding up?

And what drugs were you talking about me taking? Half a Mogadon to sleep?

Joan


13.09.2010, 1.25pm


Subject: Left hand, what is the right hand doing?

Six fingers on your right hand , luv , your question is just too easy . You also have 6 toes on your right fool , i mean foot . That explains a lot , i have always thought .

Denise


18.09.2010, 6.27am


Happy Birthday

Happy birthday, luv. I hope you have a lovely day

Joan


18.09.2010, 6.29am


Happy Birthday

Thanks Luv

Denise


Date: 13/10/2010 10:47 PM (GMT+10:00)


From: Joan Withers <JoanWithers00@gmail.com>

To: Denise James <DeniseJames787@gmail.com>

Subject: Hello


I just thought of you, but Sammy says I can’t call you at 10.45pm, so I sent you this email instead.

Joan


14.10.2010, 10.54am


Subject: Hello

Hello , and he is right . Indeed!

Denise


15.10.2010, 9pm


Denise sent me a link to Shirley Bassey singing This Is My Life


31 Oct 2010 at 5:12 pm


To: Joan Withers JoanWithers00@gmail.com

Cc: DeniseJames787@gmail.com

Denise sent me a screen shot of her phone, I think.

No idea why. She must have hit the wrong button, again.


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