My dear sister has bought us both a pair of roller boots in a vain attempt to make up for virtually stealing my old pair off me when we were just young lasses. She promised to come roller-booting with me and O on the local viaduct, where people bike, walk, ride horses and roller-boot like crazy motherfuckers so that I would not look like a fool on my own. On Sunday it was a lovely sunny day - the kind of day where you think, "Let's get the roller boots on and watch the years roll back!". Sadly my beloved sister backed out, leaving me, O and my other half, M, to go it alone.
