Imagining a self-portrait against this wall - facing the camera, gold knee-length dress, 5" heel gold shoes - which is in a 2nd floor aapartment in a former solicitor's office up for auction in the centre of town.
I put my motorbike up for sale on gumtree last week but didn't get any interest (I thought). In fact all the questions and offers I was getting were piling
into the spam folder where I was deleting them without checking, as is my way. There had been exactly 100 messages by the time I noticed, I discovered later. So I put it on again - and put the price up - and again got loads of offers - so
put the price up again (I obviously had no idea what it was really worth) - and started getting abuse for putting the price up. I hadn't expected anyone around here would want a really old, tatty trail bike but
maybe they do and will pay a fair bit for one, after all.
It's been unused for a year, hidden at the back of the shed, buried under duvets so it took half
an hour to get it out tonight. I pumped up the tyres and then pushed it down to the petrol station to get some fresh petrol in it. Then it kick-started noisily alive and was bursting with curiosity and raring to go …