WENDELL HUSSEY | Cadet | CONTACT
A local sexagenarian named Janice Pederson has today dropped a few little hints about her past.
Speaking to the young new receptionist at one of the surgeries in Betoota’s Old City District, the Betoota Heights matriarch offered some insights into her youth.
“Oh love, those were in my party days,” she laughed, when asked about the faded tattoos on her arms.
“I’ve got a couple I can’t show you either,” said the husky voiced foundation of the inner city surgery.
“They weren’t as common back then, and they certainly weren’t as popular and well received either I might add.”
“My mum didn’t speak to me for months after the first one, but they were in my ah Loony Tunes days,” she laughed.
“So I don’t think it matters anyway. Probably was a good think she didn’t see much of me back then.”
With interesting references to tattoos and acid on the second day of her new job, the junior receptionist Beth told The Advocate she can’t wait to get a few ice cubes into Janice glass of white wine.
“God, I reckon she’s seen a few things,” laughed Beth.
“And I reckon she wouldn’t be afraid to talk about em after a couple of glasses of wine.”
“I can’t wait for the glory days tales. It’s gonna be good.”
More to come.
