Cathy.
Comments from
the corridor.
The image you see here is Cathy. This girl is the reason breweries
keep brewing, clubs exist, and late licenses are allowed. At last count,
she has not slept for about thirteen years, and then only slept because
she was concussed (a tragic accident involving a flying ink cartridge -
such a shame). She has a perpetual pool of energy which allows her to go
out and get drunk ALL THE TIME. It has been rumoured that she in fact,
lives on nothing but alcohol, and therefore must go out, otherwise she'll
be dead.
But sadly enough, Cathy can't appreciate the fact that we mere mortals
can't sustain the pace of fun she can (except she chooses to go to Toff's,
so you have to think her taste is somewhat dubious). She does have some
magick qualities though, and sometimes manages to cast a spell on people
to persuade them to join her by using the words "You're so boring". Her
success rate is not 100%, but it's quite close.
She is a member of the Mental Society, and as part of her commitment
to this has to swim naked in the lake at five o'clock every morning. She
herself doesn't know why she does this, and it's a damn certainty that
nobody else does, but she is there, diligently every morning honouring
the commitment she made, not realising she can simply stop if she doesn't
want to do it.
She is "involved" with Ben (the photograph above is her only comment
about the relationship).
When she leaves university, she hopes somebody will legalise ostrich
racing. She already owns a farm in Surrey especially for that day. Her
advantage over the competition? Her ostriches will run at a million miles
an hour when they hear The Best of Wham!.
And that's Cathy.
Go on, nothing to see here. Move along.