cica lights
Mum and Trevor were getting serious, what with her new glittery top and the way she stroked the sleeve of his knobbly jumper like it was a hamster. But you can put up with that. When he bought me new trainers my heart sank. The box declared in scrolly italics, Clarks, and when I lifted the lid, pink lights winked through tissue and my worst fears were confirmed.
Cica Lights.A Nike copy with pathetic flashing bulbs in the heels.
I was dead if I wore them. Like the boy who wore a Blue Peter T shirt on non-uniform day and had since developed a stutter and started hanging with the science-fiction lot.
So I told Trevor about the nights my Dad stayed over and Trevor stormed out taking the shoes with him.
My mum was insupportable. But relationships come and go. Your choice of trainer leaves an indelible mark.
Cica Lights.A Nike copy with pathetic flashing bulbs in the heels.
I was dead if I wore them. Like the boy who wore a Blue Peter T shirt on non-uniform day and had since developed a stutter and started hanging with the science-fiction lot.
So I told Trevor about the nights my Dad stayed over and Trevor stormed out taking the shoes with him.
My mum was insupportable. But relationships come and go. Your choice of trainer leaves an indelible mark.
