Sunday 14 December 2014

Building on a character - Hazel, the librarian.

I created Hazel in Week 4 and am revisiting her for this exercise.

Hazel sat on the upper deck of the number 42 bus with a barely controlled grin on her face. It was a beautiful spring morning and she'd dressed herself and Beijing in jaunty red to compliment the day. Her Pekinese always traveled better if kept restrained in her capacious handbag. Hazel bent and rubbed noses with him.
A single phrase was whirling through her head. “The first day of the rest of my life” it spun, weaving a cloth of infinite possibilities.
Retirement had been so long in coming. Freedom at last from that dusty old library which had stopped being fun the day the world discovered Google.
The bus pulled into the terminus and there, already waiting was Carol with Yangste on his lead. They too were wearing matching outfits, only they were in yellow. The two brand new pensioners greeted each other like schoolgirls with hugs and giggles, then they linked arms and strolled off towards the Heath without a care in the world.




Hazel is a 62 year old spinster. 
Born in 1953 in St Albans 
Parents: Ronald Corrigan m. Edna nee Whittaker
Siblings: Stuart 1958 m. Judith
                Robert 1961 m. Rosemary
Happy childhood, primary school, bright passed 11+ went to Grammar school
Became a librarian then moved to London
Aged 28 met a married man - had an illegitimate baby given up for adoption
                                                had an abortion aged 31
Lives in a basement flat in Camden with access to the garden


Youthful looking but concealing her greying hair by going lighter and is now blonde. 
Petite, slim but some middle age spread.
Neat clothes, quality makes, no frills but likes colours
Not extravagant.

Independent
Determined 
A little insecure
Enthusiastic
Prevaricates/Procrastinates
Young at heart

Loved her work especially research and archival work.
Likes interacting with people
Very correct at work "place for everything and everything in its place" but less tidy at home.

Pekinese called Beijing
Friend Carol with a Peke  called Yangste











Disillusioned with men she turne to women for companionship and got entangled with lesbian relationships although she is not gay. Turned to canine world for solace. Met Carol at the dog breeders and found a kindred spirit.

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