Day 2: A Script With A Number In The Title
Greetings, potential readers!
Thanks for stopping by again, for Day 2 of the challenge.
Another fast one today - coupled with the first three or four days of the challenge - they were all being mulled over and assembled a good week in advance. Is that cheating? I'm not sure. But I never put finger to keyboard beforehand, honestly guv'nor!
A little background on this for those who are interested. This script has a minute slice of autobiography to it, but very small - which I've spun out of control for the purposes of drama.
Back in the day - I collected both Premier League 98 and then Premier League 99 stickers. I know - sports, right! Anyway, at the time of PL98 my dad had been working a security contract at Merlin - the sticker publishers - and managed to get hold of a full set of stickers for that particular album! What a lucky boy I was! He came home one night and handed over a tall wad of stickers, secured with a rubber band and all that was left for my eager hands to do was pick out the ones I needed and get sticking. Except, for one snag. Whoever had assembled that pile had inadvertently duplicated one half of Blackburn Rovers (the whole team shot was a two sticker combo) leaving me only the left half of the image - the right half forever missing! Not even writing off to Merlin was enough - as publication had come to an end. So alas, that sticker album remained forever empty of that one sticker, so it was easy to tap into poor Williams plight when writing this!
Flashforward twenty some years and, if I may confess - I bloody love stickers still. Seriously, if it was acceptable for a grown man to collect stickers in an album now, I absolutely would! Aside from sliding on a brand new pair of socks, carefully and neatly affixing a sticker to its designated place on something is one of the great mundane joys of life! Honestly.
An example of my adhesive joy: A few years back, my niece got a Turtle Van for Christmas and in a brilliant stroke of luck - my brother in law hates affixing stickers. So guess who got to place all those lovely labels on the van? This guy. Fucking highlight of my Christmas that year let me tell you.
But before I link to script, which is what you hopefully came here for. I'll share two sticker nightmares - just to highlight my insanity and prove its not all fun and games!
1994 - my very first sticker album. Power Rangers. My first pack of stickers too and my (at times) bullish dad insisted on placing the very first sticker into my album! Of course I was a timid seven year old and relented. The sticker was Billy, pre -Blue Ranger transformation and Dad royally fucked it! Stuck it on all wonky. Even at seven it drove me mad having to forever look at it's deformed placement.
The most recent sticker nightmare I've endured was just a few weeks ago. I'm working my way through top rated campaign board game Gloomhaven in which I have erroneously placed two of my Global Achievement flags in the wrong place - it my defence they are both shaped remarkably similar, but nonetheless it sickens me every time I remove the board from the box and I hate myself a little more for being such a sticker abuser.
On a final writing note - some people may complain and say 'why can only boys collect football stickers?' This isn't the case at all. But I'm trying to vary the kind of relationships I portray in my writing - and I hope I always handle things believably and sensitively.
So, to summarise - this script, in many ways - is very personal to me. I've rambled enough.
I hope you enjoy Sticker No. 279.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nCqC7S2Lk5hlB_UtWpdQjRVsMP4zAFua/view?usp=sharing
Thanks for stopping by again, for Day 2 of the challenge.
Another fast one today - coupled with the first three or four days of the challenge - they were all being mulled over and assembled a good week in advance. Is that cheating? I'm not sure. But I never put finger to keyboard beforehand, honestly guv'nor!
A little background on this for those who are interested. This script has a minute slice of autobiography to it, but very small - which I've spun out of control for the purposes of drama.
Back in the day - I collected both Premier League 98 and then Premier League 99 stickers. I know - sports, right! Anyway, at the time of PL98 my dad had been working a security contract at Merlin - the sticker publishers - and managed to get hold of a full set of stickers for that particular album! What a lucky boy I was! He came home one night and handed over a tall wad of stickers, secured with a rubber band and all that was left for my eager hands to do was pick out the ones I needed and get sticking. Except, for one snag. Whoever had assembled that pile had inadvertently duplicated one half of Blackburn Rovers (the whole team shot was a two sticker combo) leaving me only the left half of the image - the right half forever missing! Not even writing off to Merlin was enough - as publication had come to an end. So alas, that sticker album remained forever empty of that one sticker, so it was easy to tap into poor Williams plight when writing this!
Flashforward twenty some years and, if I may confess - I bloody love stickers still. Seriously, if it was acceptable for a grown man to collect stickers in an album now, I absolutely would! Aside from sliding on a brand new pair of socks, carefully and neatly affixing a sticker to its designated place on something is one of the great mundane joys of life! Honestly.
An example of my adhesive joy: A few years back, my niece got a Turtle Van for Christmas and in a brilliant stroke of luck - my brother in law hates affixing stickers. So guess who got to place all those lovely labels on the van? This guy. Fucking highlight of my Christmas that year let me tell you.
But before I link to script, which is what you hopefully came here for. I'll share two sticker nightmares - just to highlight my insanity and prove its not all fun and games!
1994 - my very first sticker album. Power Rangers. My first pack of stickers too and my (at times) bullish dad insisted on placing the very first sticker into my album! Of course I was a timid seven year old and relented. The sticker was Billy, pre -Blue Ranger transformation and Dad royally fucked it! Stuck it on all wonky. Even at seven it drove me mad having to forever look at it's deformed placement.
The most recent sticker nightmare I've endured was just a few weeks ago. I'm working my way through top rated campaign board game Gloomhaven in which I have erroneously placed two of my Global Achievement flags in the wrong place - it my defence they are both shaped remarkably similar, but nonetheless it sickens me every time I remove the board from the box and I hate myself a little more for being such a sticker abuser.
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| The offending stickers in Gloomhaven, circled. |
On a final writing note - some people may complain and say 'why can only boys collect football stickers?' This isn't the case at all. But I'm trying to vary the kind of relationships I portray in my writing - and I hope I always handle things believably and sensitively.
So, to summarise - this script, in many ways - is very personal to me. I've rambled enough.
I hope you enjoy Sticker No. 279.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nCqC7S2Lk5hlB_UtWpdQjRVsMP4zAFua/view?usp=sharing
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