Room 2D

From Blushes 47 ‘How’s that Mr Southfield?’ Bob asks. Jane says a quick and dismissive ‘OK.’ She doesn’t want to talk about Mr Southfield and at once changes the subject. Emma at work. Can Bob guess what Emma said? But as Jane recounts this she is half thinking about Mr Southfield. Mr Southfield is her new landlord. Jane was really lucky to get the flat of course, for what she is paying. Twenty pounds a week is extremely cheap but at the same time it is really all she could afford. Looking at the prices that were being asked it had seemed impossible. She wasn’t going to find anything except perhaps some dreadful little bedsit room. And then when she was feeling really low, rock bottom, with all the hopeless trudging around, there had been Mr Southfield. With his lovely flat. I can never afford this she had told herself, there was no point even asking him the price. But… ‘What can you afford, Miss Nashley? Twenty pounds?’ It was ...

Photo-story by Julie Holmes from Februs 13 It had been a great shoot: the garments were a perfect fit, the lighting had actually worked and the girls had followed all his instructions. He’d use that again, the photographer said as he handed over their fee — and for once he was sincere. Their image changed drastically as they shed the filmy satin lingerie they had been modelling and switched back to their day clothes. They were both highly-attractive young women and the jeans-and-t-shirt and summer-frock ensembles enhanced their girl-next-door looks, but still there was something of the butterfly-reverting-to-a-caterpillar in their altered appearance. Back at the flat they curled up cosily on the sofa to look at the Polaroids from the shoot. Seeing themselves glammed up always brought on fits of giggles — a mixture of pride and embarrassment at their tarty potential. It was always hard to identify with the images ...