Monthly Archives: August, 2008
My weekend
The room is filled with people and laughter. A half full bottle of red wine is on the table next to empty glasses, a huge bar of dairy milk and left over MindReader’s homemade curry. It has been an eventful evening. “To you on your engagement,” I say to my good friend, clinking my glass …
Wherein I am incredibly generous
“Just one more thing,” I say on the phone to MindReader. “How many cuddly toys is okay in our room?” “Umm, I would say… one,” he says. “Oh,” I say. “I have narrowed it down to seven but they are scattered around… Tell you what, you can bring as many cuddly toys as you like!” …
Living in sin
So. MindReader is moving in. You may have known this. He starts his Proper Lawyer Job on 1st September which was when we were supposed to get a flat in the City together. My Body is spoilt brat and has prevented this. Since MindReader lives in Shropshire, commuting to work is not really okay, he …
On old Disney movies
“Oh Lady,” MindReader says, rubbing my belly. Ever since I made him watch Lady and the Tramp on one rainy Monday we have taken to imitating it. “He’s lost his sense of smell,” MindReader says, miming scratching his ears. “Aye Laddy,” he says, switching to imitating the Scottish dog. “Have you considered being a Lady …
Weekend news
This weekend I have: * Been to the CINEMA. And, it was such a foreign experience for me that I had to look around to see if normal people sat up straight or rested their heads on the headrests. I don’t know what’s normal! * Been to the PUB. For an hour. * Been SHOPPING …
Wondering where my commenters have gone?!
BestFriend from Law School is sitting opposite me. I have not seen her since results’ night over a year ago, where we drank pints of wine and danced with no shoes on. Since then, she has stroked Lions in Africa, gone tubing in Laos, got her roots done in Sydney, met an American in LA …
On North and South Ossetia!
“So,” I say to MindReader. We are lying in bed. Post coital conversations are my speciality. “What’s going on with Russia?” He had mentioned Russia when having a Serious Discussion with MadFather earlier. “Well,” he says, as I shift closer to him, my head on his shoulder. He wraps an arm around my shoulders. “This …
Woes
“I was telling my Mum about your situation,” BestFriend says. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make it sound like you’re – pregnant.” I laugh. “Oh no, it’s fine. What were you telling her?” “Just about your illness, and how MadFather’s lost his job and is a bit depressed…” “Ah,” I say. “That.” “Yes.” I laugh …
