Cava-Sue and Lewis have got new jobs. They’re working at Sunshine Sandwiches at Ilford. There’s stacks of jobs going there right now ’cos everyone got fired last week after an investigation by Head Office discovered people giving out free ketchup packets and drink refills to their mates. Cava-Sue and Lewis have to wear salmon-pink trousers and burgundy T-shirts and green baseball hats that say “LET ME MAKE YOU A SUNSHINE SANDWICH!” Cava-Sue says it will do for a few months. Cava-Sue says it’ll be worth it when she’s in Northern Thailand “communing” with the long-necked women of Mae Hong Son.
Sometimes I wonder if Cava-Sue regrets not carrying on after AS-Level and doing A2-Level. She don’t ever say. She only talks about traveling now. Traveling to weird places where you need ten injections in your jacksie before you set off and special knickers just to stop bum-invading ants scampering up your passages and nibbling your kidneys. Rather her than me.
The thing I find freaky is that our Cava-Sue never even mentioned traveling before she started seeing Lewis. Traveling was his big dream, NOT hers at all. That freaks me out about boyfriends. It seems that when you’re with them for a while, you start losing track of what you actually want. They bend your bloody head.