
Runner 1
My name is Matt
I haven't seen Lucy Bastin for many years. Last time I saw her she was living in Birmingham but she might have spent some time in Leicester studying. I met her when she was at Cambridge University having a miserable time. I think she was attracted to me for a time but I was too obtuse to see it and I only sensed it in retrospect.
She was my friend in a very tangible way: when I saw her it was because the two of us wanted to spend time together. Our paths never crossed casually. We lived in different cities. Our mutual friends hardly overlapped. We worked in different fields. A point arrived when suddenly I felt that I had lost touch with her. I think of her from time to time and I miss her.