She works on my road

[squirmelia]

She is blonde and wirey-looking. I have never looked at her closely, afraid that she might look at me.

I hear her shouting sometimes, in her estate type accent. She shouted, "I just want some chips," at me once, or she may have just been shouting in general, not particularly at me. We were walking on opposite sides of the road, in the same direction.

I've sat in my living room and heard her shout something like, "I can't come in right now. I'm with a punter!", and wondered if it was to her mum who might have been calling her in for dinner.

My mum came to visit me once, and saw her jump on cars and also saw what house on my road she lives at. My boyfriend has been asked by her if he's got a cigarette, and then if he wants any business.

She often stands on the corner, sometimes near the telephone box. The other day when I saw her she looked like she was licking a lollipop.

I've seen the wrappers strewn on the pavements outside my house, their used contents, and even the little leaflet that comes with them.

I've heard her scream, scream really loud, and wondered if it was an important qualification.

I've seen her traverse the wall at the health clinic, and disappear amongst the bushes.

I don't know her name or even if she uses her real name. I do know that I can't help but feel inappropriately a little envious of her.