That one predates computers! (should I be admitting to that?) Writing it kept me sane during a winter in Moscow when the only music around was the one I'd lugged with me. (yay for mp3 players, best things since sliced bread!) and I had to make my own entertainment. Strangely enough, I never missed not having TV. But if I remember rightly, Cowley ended up with a very sassy adoptive daughter. With the lads as pseudo big brothers, of course. Wishful thinking clearly, after having worked on an oil rig with 52 guys.... Have to dig this out one of these days and cringe while reading it again.
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Date: Tuesday, 21 July 2015 09:28 am (UTC)Writing it kept me sane during a winter in Moscow when the only music around was the one I'd lugged with me. (yay for mp3 players, best things since sliced bread!) and I had to make my own entertainment. Strangely enough, I never missed not having TV. But if I remember rightly, Cowley ended up with a very sassy adoptive daughter. With the lads as pseudo big brothers, of course.
Wishful thinking clearly, after having worked on an oil rig with 52 guys....
Have to dig this out one of these days and cringe while reading it again.