That Green Dress…
I coveted that dress. It was long, it was green, it was beautiful. It was summer in a green dress. It was that shade of green that makes you think of lush, verdant plants. I had to have it. I saved my money and I bought it after what felt like an eternity of waiting. It was my favourite dress.
In addition to coveting items of clothing, I had a complete ignorance of most things to do with football. I only tended to notice things like Old Firm match days if I bumped into big crowds of fans. Big crowds like the one that was on the carriage I boarded at Shields Road. It was jam packed with Rangers fans, and I got on board wearing my favourite green dress.
The carriage fell silent. I stared down at my green, green dress.
Awkward does not even begin to describe that journey…
Shelley
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