All posts tagged: friends

One Too Many

Last week, I went out with a group of friends with the intention of having one glass of wine; but a glass soon turned into sharing a bottle, which turned into another and the next thing I knew, I was waking up naked in the spare bedroom with an empty bag of crisps by my side. ‘Why am I in the spare bed?’ I called out to the Greek God(zilla). Because you stank of cheese & onion, love. I groaned and climbed back in next to him. You still stink, love. I hid my head under the covers, trying to piece together the remnants of the evening. I remembered arriving at a wine bar and having a very civilised evening. We ordered food, had a few glasses of wine and at about 9pm, we paid the bill and left. Oh, then on our way home we stopped off at another pub to have ‘one for the road’. I hadn’t been out with this set of friends for a while and the last few times, I had decided to drive to remain steadfast on …

Weekend Round-up

The Greek God(zilla) was home early on Friday afternoon, so he donned an apron and took over in the kitchen while I cleared the TV planner before the school run.  By ‘cleared’, I mean that I watched two episodes of Downton Abbey in order to make space for a new one.  There is something incredibly satisfying about watching recorded shows and then deleting them.  A bit like ticking items off a to-do list, although nowhere near as productive… After collecting the little one from school, we sat down at the table together for the Greek God(zilla)’s roast chicken with potatoes, parsnips and carrots. It was delicious and we devoured everything on our plates.  Twice. By 5.30pm, we had all changed into our stretchy clothes and retired to the sofa, where we slumped in front of the television for the rest of the evening.  By rest of the evening, I mean 8pm.  Late nights are soooooo 2008. I awoke on Saturday morning after an 11-hour sleep, feeling refreshed and full of beans!  The Greek God(zilla) still needed a few more hours before …

Lunching with Ladies

I have been feeling spectacularly down this week.  I think it is a mixture of a hangover from the summer, my son starting Year 1, the beginnings of a cold, and getting my period. Nothing major, and I feel guilty for even mentioning it here when there are people close to me having so much of a harder time of life right now.  But, there I was, feeling sorry for myself and needing a bit of a boost, when the universe took note and sent some light relief my way. I have never really taken full advantage of working from home and how this lends itself quite naturally to meeting friends for lunch, but this week I had two lunches with two ladies. The first was with T. I met T in Australia when we were both in our twenties.  I was living with a guy, who worked with her best friend (now also one of mine!), and our paths crossed at a few parties from time to time.  However, it was when I moved back to London and T came over on …

The Last Time… maybe

‘Bollocks’ I thought to myself as the Greek God(zilla) called up to me for the fourth time that morning. I lifted my head slowly up from the mascara stained pillow beneath it, and tried to focus my vision on the powder pink clock just out of arms reach away. 8.30am. I took a sip from the cold mug of tea beside me and wondered why the room was spinning. We were due to be driving to Devon in 30-minutes time.  Although, you will be pleased to hear that I would be seated firmly on the passenger side, preferably with a bacon sandwich in one hand and a litre of water in the other. Images of Prosecco, music, and dancing in someone else’s kitchen flashed before my eyes. OH MY EYES! I cringed for a few moments before sliding my heavy legs out of bed and steadying myself on rather unsteady ground. A quick glance down and I realised I was still wearing most of last night’s clothes; my jacket lay crumpled in a heap on the bedroom floor and there was a bra …

As Good As It Gets

When you are a young child, you talk about what you would like to be when you grow up. You dream big – astronaut, writer, doctor, fireman, landscape gardener, gymnast, politician, deep-sea diver, rock star, teacher, Queen of your own country; or perhaps even all of the above… *coughs* As you enter your teenage years, maybe you start to think about who you will marry.  In my case, it was Michael J Fox and briefly Ralph Macchio, circa The Karate Kid Part 1. Or maybe you will decide that marriage is an outdated institution and not for you at all. I swayed between the two for many years. You explore yourself. You get a sense of who you will become and perhaps more importantly, who you will not. I quickly realised I did not have the education or patience to be a teacher, a doctor, or an astronaut. I did not have the courage of a fireman or a deep-sea diver, the flexibility of a gymnast, or the bloodline to be Queen. I did not have …