I came back to the hotel in the early afternoon and dressed for dinner, again in a skirt and blouse. I sat at a table with my roommate Faith and some other TV's including a real girl, a nurse called Justine. She told an amazing story about how her parents had died in a car crash when she was 19. She hated her mum so much she had refused to identify the body. Years later her mum turned up, alive and well. Her dad had been having an affair and they had buried the "wrong" person!
A small group of us took a taxi down to the Flying Handbag pub where a TV called Denise and another real girl, to me, by the name of Julia. Charlotte had met her at an Elvis Presley Convention and they were 'just good friends'. Julia and I talked for most of the night and I seemed to be on for a one-night stand when some other TV muscled in and ended up taking her back to his room and bedding her.