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Feb. 20th, 2008 04:38 pm
The anniversary of Sarah Kane's death.
I'd arranged to meet![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ladymissloki for lunch when I arrived in London. Got over to Victoria just before 12.30 and texted her. No response. Tried her phone - voicemail. I logged on to one of those BT pay internet booths in the station and checked my e-mail to see if she'd mailed me to cancel, but no messages, so spent the next hour wandering around Victoria Station constantly trying ladymissloki's phone, but it was permanently on voicemail.
At 1.30 I gave up, left her a message, bought my roses and took the tube to Sloane Square. Took my hat off, rested the flowers in the corner between a pillar and a big glass window at the front of the Royal Court and stood with my head bowed thinking about Sarah for a while.
Then the train journey home again.
I'd arranged to meet
ladymissloki for lunch when I arrived in London. Got over to Victoria just before 12.30 and texted her. No response. Tried her phone - voicemail. I logged on to one of those BT pay internet booths in the station and checked my e-mail to see if she'd mailed me to cancel, but no messages, so spent the next hour wandering around Victoria Station constantly trying ladymissloki's phone, but it was permanently on voicemail. At 1.30 I gave up, left her a message, bought my roses and took the tube to Sloane Square. Took my hat off, rested the flowers in the corner between a pillar and a big glass window at the front of the Royal Court and stood with my head bowed thinking about Sarah for a while.
Then the train journey home again.
