Russell Brand is not my ex-boyf
I’m reading Russell Brand’s biography at the moment and have to keep putting it down as the seediness is even more acute because his ‘history’ is so recent. He’s talking about things that happened to him in the last 2 or 3 years, and somehow that makes it all a bit too real - even for me. It’s a bit weird that he reminds me of a bloke I went out with when I was 16, who lived in New Cross. He was 23, and really should have known better. The boyf also had the long leggy indie look, glamourous druggie lifestyle, and I thought I was so clever to hang around him and his friends with my bright red lippy and black leather biker jacket. What a twit.we had a fun time over the summer holidays, but as soon as I started 6th form college, the boyf came to his senses when he met some of my friends, and realised that the age gap was too great. It wasn’t really a relationship but I tell you he broke my heart. i had a whole series of slightly camp bad boys who played records or guitar or both and then ended up marrying one. Thankfully we have substituted drugs and alcohol for chocolate and reiki so things are a lot less manic in our house.