Wandering around Kingston Upon Thames about 14 years ago one evening a small group of 3 'youths' crossed my path to shout "Gothboy!" at me. I like to think that I was so insulted at being called a goth that I was stunned into silence. Truth be told I couldn't think of anything witty I could have replied with.
Years afterwards I still find myself wondering whether it was the done thing for the local kids in the evening to go around shouting out everything they saw. "A Mother and two kids!", "The number 23 to Dorking!", "The great crested greeb!", "Sainsburys!" etc etc.
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Date: 2010-08-18 01:58 pm (UTC)Wandering around Kingston Upon Thames about 14 years ago one evening a small group of 3 'youths' crossed my path to shout "Gothboy!" at me. I like to think that I was so insulted at being called a goth that I was stunned into silence. Truth be told I couldn't think of anything witty I could have replied with.
Years afterwards I still find myself wondering whether it was the done thing for the local kids in the evening to go around shouting out everything they saw. "A Mother and two kids!", "The number 23 to Dorking!", "The great crested greeb!", "Sainsburys!" etc etc.