Abi was selling all her material possessions so she could go off travelling around the world. I think she intended to see what was out there and try and make a living from making jewelery out of beads. Anything was better than her dead end soulless city job.
I bought a collection of Franz Kafka stories and a copy of 10,000Hz Legend by Air from her. The idea was that we’d haggle, so I told her I’d give her 50p for the book and £2 for the CD. She stood there, incredulous, and told me, ‘I was going to charge you £1 for each of them‘.
‘You’re not very good at haggling, are you?‘.