Girls' Fun: The Cast - Matthew
[I'm transcribing edited highlights of a diary I kept when I was 15 / 16 years old, in 1985. Index here.]
It's so weird reading all this stuff from 21 years ago. I can remember more than I'd expect, and I'm now wandering around with half of my brain in 37-yr-old mode, and the other half in its 16-yr-old self. I really did love Philip Dorman. Quite obsessively. But I've just found something hilarious in the Notes section at the back of the diary. There's a cast of characters! So, here's what I wrote about the people featured so far:
Matthew: DETAILS OF THE BABYSITTING.
[NB J was 13, and S was 11]
On Thurs, Dec 6th, Matthew asked me out. Fri 7th, Drama group went to theatre. Me and Matthew too. He made NO moves and everyone was watching from behind and laughing.
Sat 8th I was babysitting for J&S. Invited Matthew to come too. He and J got on really well and J really liked him. Decided to play M in the Dark. (S's idea). Commenced normally, until Matthew and I started using kisses to kill each other. (NOTE: He's a sloppy kisser, but not as bad as Eddie, thank God).
Anyway, a little later on, we went outside to play ball, and managed to lock ourselves out with the Yale, and after a lot of dithering, and tears from S, and attempts by me to get in thru the loo window; S somehow managed to summon a neighbour, who set up a stepladder and from that I was at the right angle to get thru loo window, so was eventually successful.
After thanks etc to neighbour Matthew was 1/2 hr late home, and he apparently has strict parents. But he decided to stay 5 mins more, and kept making broad hints like "What shall we do?" - "What can we do in 5 mins?", clearly only having one thing in mind. He'd been particularly insensitive to anything but the urgency of getting into the house and nowt else while I'd been suspended in a loo window in mid-air, and I was in no mood for anything except a rest.
But S had to go and suggest another game of M in the D. I was murderer and S and Matthew possible victims, with J as detective outside the room. Well obviously I made for Matthew and once he had me on the sofa he kept me there! He wanted to go all the way. He said "I want to tonight" (I'll never forget that*) and S was in the room!
I kept whispering that I had my period but by that time he had me half undressed and didn't, or wouldn't, hear me. But S did, and in the end, she told him. We were both embarrassed, and S chose this moment to switch the bloody light on! But he got her to switch it off again, and we had another few minutes, during which I felt nothing but tiredness and boredom, and was seriously beginning to wonder if I was frigid. I still do, in fact.
But eventually when J got fed up, and burst into the room, we had to stop and Matthew started to go. I had been going to go jogging with him at his house next day, but he decided maybe his parents would already be too cross to incur their wrath any further.
He left (after having got me, slave, to put his bike chain back on) with the parting shot: "I'll ring you some time." I took this, together with the waffle about not going next day, AND his insensitivity, AND my failure to respond to his advances, to mean that he probably wouldn't bother, and I was really quite relieved, and I decided on no account to make a fool of myself by getting in touch first, and to leave it to him, and to assume if he didn't that he wasn't interested. Then, 6 weeks later...
See diary entries for continuation.
* Not true. I forgot.
It's so weird reading all this stuff from 21 years ago. I can remember more than I'd expect, and I'm now wandering around with half of my brain in 37-yr-old mode, and the other half in its 16-yr-old self. I really did love Philip Dorman. Quite obsessively. But I've just found something hilarious in the Notes section at the back of the diary. There's a cast of characters! So, here's what I wrote about the people featured so far:
Matthew: DETAILS OF THE BABYSITTING.
[NB J was 13, and S was 11]
On Thurs, Dec 6th, Matthew asked me out. Fri 7th, Drama group went to theatre. Me and Matthew too. He made NO moves and everyone was watching from behind and laughing.
Sat 8th I was babysitting for J&S. Invited Matthew to come too. He and J got on really well and J really liked him. Decided to play M in the Dark. (S's idea). Commenced normally, until Matthew and I started using kisses to kill each other. (NOTE: He's a sloppy kisser, but not as bad as Eddie, thank God).
Anyway, a little later on, we went outside to play ball, and managed to lock ourselves out with the Yale, and after a lot of dithering, and tears from S, and attempts by me to get in thru the loo window; S somehow managed to summon a neighbour, who set up a stepladder and from that I was at the right angle to get thru loo window, so was eventually successful.
After thanks etc to neighbour Matthew was 1/2 hr late home, and he apparently has strict parents. But he decided to stay 5 mins more, and kept making broad hints like "What shall we do?" - "What can we do in 5 mins?", clearly only having one thing in mind. He'd been particularly insensitive to anything but the urgency of getting into the house and nowt else while I'd been suspended in a loo window in mid-air, and I was in no mood for anything except a rest.
But S had to go and suggest another game of M in the D. I was murderer and S and Matthew possible victims, with J as detective outside the room. Well obviously I made for Matthew and once he had me on the sofa he kept me there! He wanted to go all the way. He said "I want to tonight" (I'll never forget that*) and S was in the room!
I kept whispering that I had my period but by that time he had me half undressed and didn't, or wouldn't, hear me. But S did, and in the end, she told him. We were both embarrassed, and S chose this moment to switch the bloody light on! But he got her to switch it off again, and we had another few minutes, during which I felt nothing but tiredness and boredom, and was seriously beginning to wonder if I was frigid. I still do, in fact.
But eventually when J got fed up, and burst into the room, we had to stop and Matthew started to go. I had been going to go jogging with him at his house next day, but he decided maybe his parents would already be too cross to incur their wrath any further.
He left (after having got me, slave, to put his bike chain back on) with the parting shot: "I'll ring you some time." I took this, together with the waffle about not going next day, AND his insensitivity, AND my failure to respond to his advances, to mean that he probably wouldn't bother, and I was really quite relieved, and I decided on no account to make a fool of myself by getting in touch first, and to leave it to him, and to assume if he didn't that he wasn't interested. Then, 6 weeks later...
See diary entries for continuation.
* Not true. I forgot.
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