So, last Thursday I was selling books at the Penned in the Margins event at Aubin & Wills as part of my internship. The poetry readings were from Glynn Maxwell, Clare Pollard, Simon Barraclough and Joe Dunthorne. I arrived later than I planned as there were messed up trains… and then I got lost by walking in the wrong direction – typical! So I was a bit anxious and flustered when I arrived, but settled down a bit once I knew what I was doing and made myself at home with a bottle of beer.
There were a couple of girls serving the drinks, so I had to help them a bit whilst selling the books as I was next to the drinks. They were friendly but so different from me, quite posh and ALL blonde, which was a bit funny as their friends and co-workers appeared at times and they were all very similar. I got the feeling they like a certain type of person at Jack Wills/Aubin & Wills, as the websites note they “represent the directional nature of the brand” and need to “embody the… aspirational, lifestyle brand”. One of the girls did literature as part of her course, and the other was a singer, so that was cool, sadly can’t remember their names though! I guess I felt a bit out of place with those girls, as one complained of the possibility of a 36 month phone contract I thought about joking about my Nokia 3330 or whatever it is.
I took advantage of the free drinks, listened to some good poetry and sold a few books, of which Joe’s pamphlet was the most popular. A couple of people I’d invited over Facebook came – Paul Riggs, the ‘Australian guy’ I met at Farrago, and Amy Acre – both bought books as well which was cool. I felt really inspired and even had lines running through my head for a couple of poems, but have inevitably forgotten what they were.
We then went to the pub and I chatted to a few of the poets/literary people, but I can only remember half their names. I should have gotten a lemonade instead of that last half pint. But I only drink lemonade with alcohol in it.
That reminds me of a poem I wrote, so, here it is:
You asked me what I liked to drink
What’s that all about?
As if it’s the first time we are going out
As if you have to really think
As if you don’t already know me inside out.
Said you normally drink cans or JD and coke,
Out with the lads,
I thought it was a joke.
‘Cause you used to buy me drinks
Even when you were broke,
Guess it’s been a while since I saw you last;
Been a while since we spoke .
And you’ve always been forgetful
And I’ve never been that cool.
And I’ve never been regretful,
Always been a love fool.
But I’ve had enough of half pints.
Fill me up
To the brim