Thursday, 21 May 1987

Loving the Alien


My No.1: ‘Preacher Man (Contaminated)’ – Fields of the Nephilim




At last, Simon and Nigel came into college.  We chatted, had a game of hide ‘n’ seek and a game of tigs in The Walks (which they both hated!) and came to the conclusion that we would not be taking Pot Noodle with us on Friday.




Top of The Pops was shit, but I watched the Sisters of Mercy Wake video that Simon lent me.  It killed me.  I was just gone, yeah?




Later:



‘Loving the Alien’ – David Bowie




I’ve had another letter from Naomi, which is great.  She wrote it on Tuesday at 10.30am, saying



‘Whatcha gorgeous!



Thanks a lot for your letter – it made my day!  I’m sitting in bed, feeling knackered after a private party at Spencer’s last night.  I didn’t get to sleep until after 1.30am.  So I’m not going into college until later.  In fact, I might just find out about my exam tomorrow (General paper – sort of world affairs and Arts and Sciences – A/O) and then come home again to do some work.





It seems ironic, but I too am aiming for Journalism.  So far, I haven’t done too well, as I ballsed up (please excuse my uncouth language!) my O levels when I was 15/16, through moving from Sheringham to Norwich during the actual exam week, and also through hating school, skiving off a lot and doing “not a lot of work”!!  Anyway, now I’ve caught up and already have exams to my name, also some experience with television (I spent two days working with Anglia Television as an extra in a production of Tales Of The Unexpected) and I took part in the North Norfolk Festival of Music and Drama when I was 14…’



She’s re-shaved the sides of her head, which is cool.  She received my last letter via their ‘fat postman’ only 1 ¾ hours before she starts writing (‘How’s that for speed!’).  When she’s finished, she’s going to post it on the way to her college bus.



‘Sorry to hear about you and Nicki – hope you’re not too broken-hearted?’



The situation with Alex is better.  He has no idea what happened between us, and Naomi hopes he never will.  She feels ‘very guilty’ about it, and ‘scared’ that someone might tell him.  Those friends of hers that knew have kept quiet.  She says she doesn’t want to forget it it, but she doesn’t want Alex to be hurt by it – especially as she’s inviting me to her 18th Birthday Party at ‘Henry’s’ on Friday July 24th.



She says I’ve made history, because she thought she was the only person in Norfolk who loves the way she does.  Now she realises I experience love in a very similar way to her.  She’s had a lot of heartbreak over the years, and although she says that should ‘warn’ her, she still keeps falling for people and still gets hurt.  She says we are similar: she loves her freedom, but also likes to be in a solid relationship. 



Her longest realationship was 13 months.  In September 1985, she met Harry, who lived 2 doors away from her when they lived in Lakenham, Norwich).  At first he was great, until she realised he was drinking a lot.  He would come round to her place, at all hours, drunk out of his head, causing trouble.  He used to chuck stones up at her window in the early hours and wouldn’t stop until she let him in. 



‘I’m still scared of stones against my window.’ 



Her mum’s boyfriend hated Harry, so they would get into rows about it.  She didn’t get on with Harry’s parents at all.



College made her realise she needed a change.  She had given up just about everything for Harry and knew it couldn’t go on.  When she finished with Harry, he cried, which made it hard for her. 



‘I was all he had, you see.’ 



Harry was jobless, his mother was ‘round the twist’ and his father ‘had no time’.  Naomi and drink were his life.



At college, she met Gaz, who she really liked and they started a relationship.  He was ‘God’ to her for a while.  Unfortunately he was still seeing a girl who was supposed to be his ex, and the relationship only lasted 3 weeks.  They are now very good friends, though.



After a few one-night stands (including Duane ‘who lived too far away’), she got off with Trev (‘a wonderful 21-year-old from Bury St Edmunds’).  They had two passionate days, but when it came to the crunch he said he didn’t want to go out with Naomi, explaining that he had ‘a tendency’ to get off with different girls in Bury St Edmunds.  He said she was ‘too nice’.  And even though she was appalled by his ‘chauvinistic ways’ she found herself crying her eyes out over him and begging him for a relationship. 



‘I suppose in a funny way, I had fallen in love with him on first sight.’ 



Happily, they still stay in touch and he writes to her a lot and phones her now and then.  Sometimes he turns up in The Bell.  He sent her a rose on Valentine’s Day.  She says she still loves him, but she is not ‘in love’ with him.  ‘Do you know what I mean?’



‘I suppose what I’m trying to say is, to me you are someone I went to for love and attention, but ended up falling for you in a big way.  I feel the same way about you as I do about Trev – and that’s a lot!’



She imagines that from reading what she’s written, I might understand that she finds it difficult to ‘trust some blokes’…



‘Unfortunately, I am a Leo (July 25th), and I fall in love VERY quickly.  All males I have so far met have hurt me very deeply, but not you.  I suppose that’s because we hardly know each other.  I feel as though I’ve known you for ages, though!’



She signs off with love and kisses.








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