OOC note: this was the bit on her profile that was her backstory but I've decided to re-jig one or two things and decided that I no longer wanted this on her profile!
Well isn't this fun? I managed to lay me hands on some paper and a pen and now I'm going to scrawl done some pointless ramblings because I am that incredibly BORED...get this! They wont even let me near any drink, say the whole damn problem were drink induced. Fat lot they know! They were the ones that blooming well caused it...by they I mean the dreaded parents and their obsession with me brother...let's not go down that route shall we?
Me first memory were when me brother were born...I got kicked out the house into the garden and obviously being the genius four year old I was I hid in me den and decided that me Ma and Pa were in fact planning some sort of secret meeting and so on so I took it on meself to spy on them. I remember creeping through the garden and peering through the window and there were me Ma with a little wriggling bundle of blankets and a look of love that I never saw before...
The writing here becomes blurred and illegible as though a few drops of water have been spilt...
And then the present and the stairs...those fated stairs...I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I took that leap of faith. Stopped me parents kicking me out for good mind! Almost worth the lack of ale and the sitting around bored out me mind. I mean what twenty year old doesn't go out and get drunk out their heads every night? Me apparently...sucks. First thing I do when me leg gets back to normal is get drunk drunk drunk! Might even take that spoilt idiot of a brother with me, then again might not.
More pleasant matters; let me tell you about me hat. Granny M were the only person who ever understood me and after she died she left me this tattered old hat. I loved it, me brother were jealous. One day I were out at the bar and I misplaced me hat when I were drunk and, next thing I know me brother had burnt it, no reason whatsoever, just flung it on the fire. I got me revenge and burnt all his clothes in a big bonfire in the garden but still. It were me hat! MY HAT! Anyway, I got another off a merchant and noone will ever, ever get on the wrong side of this hat. I love it, got feathers in it and all.
Oh goodness! Here comes the physician, off we go for a couple of hours of painful pointlessness...wish me luck. I'm going to need it...
