DISCLAIMER
It’s not everyday that you find someone you can spend the entire day with and still want to call when it’s all over to have yet another chat and enjoy their company. It is rare indeed to find someone you can pour your heart out at with the minimum of words and will still understand exactly what you’re talking about. Only a hand full of people makes me feel absolutely comfortable in any situation and I am grateful for each and every one of them.
Yesterday I spent the day with such casualties and had a magnificent time. London only looks so stunning when in the company of a few that can make the simplest things, a treat worthy of deities. Alan and I spent hours just wandering around London, doing the whole tourist thing in the tall red busses and the London Dungeon, taking random pictures with one of those disposable cameras which I will develop today. To end our trip sitting on a bench, bathed in sun and sipping on a warm cup of tea and just talking. He’s been one of my very best mate’s for longer than I can remember and I appreciate his company immensely.
The we moved on to Tim Roth’s place, where we met up with Cary for tea and biscuits, and scotch *smirks*, it was lovely to see Tim, Helena and Cary, Cary still has that childish charm that I adore so about him, I don’t think I’ve ever remained with a straight face when around Cary, it’s just not possible.
Helena looks magnificent; she sparkles and glows as she takes Tim’s hand and kisses it, it seems they’ve been together for ever and I am happy for them, they deserve all this and more.
I was worried to see Tim retire shortly after all arrival, declaring he didn’t feel well and needed to lie down. I’ve known Tim for a very long time and I’ve never seen him leave guests in his living room. But he promised to see a doctor to Helena, Gary, Alan, myself and his son Jack. He is a man of his word.
Jack is HUGE; he looks more and more like Tim everyday and is growing to be a grand lad, just like his old man, I only got to speak to him and his lovely girlfriend Tina for a little while, as they both ran off quite soon.
My house seems entirely too big for me when I’m alone, I’m missing my baby Gaia insanely and the only thing I could think of when I was about to sink into the couch in self pity, was calling Alan. He arrived promptly and we sat on the couch, drinking Guiness, mocking Colin and Hug in Bridget Jones’ Diary (Colin, dear, you need to learn how to fight) and talking. Before I realized it it was morning, the screen was blue and Alan was still here.
Waking up to find a good friend by your side when you’ve been feeling miserably alone, is a lovely change.
Yesterday I spent the day with such casualties and had a magnificent time. London only looks so stunning when in the company of a few that can make the simplest things, a treat worthy of deities. Alan and I spent hours just wandering around London, doing the whole tourist thing in the tall red busses and the London Dungeon, taking random pictures with one of those disposable cameras which I will develop today. To end our trip sitting on a bench, bathed in sun and sipping on a warm cup of tea and just talking. He’s been one of my very best mate’s for longer than I can remember and I appreciate his company immensely.
The we moved on to Tim Roth’s place, where we met up with Cary for tea and biscuits, and scotch *smirks*, it was lovely to see Tim, Helena and Cary, Cary still has that childish charm that I adore so about him, I don’t think I’ve ever remained with a straight face when around Cary, it’s just not possible.
Helena looks magnificent; she sparkles and glows as she takes Tim’s hand and kisses it, it seems they’ve been together for ever and I am happy for them, they deserve all this and more.
I was worried to see Tim retire shortly after all arrival, declaring he didn’t feel well and needed to lie down. I’ve known Tim for a very long time and I’ve never seen him leave guests in his living room. But he promised to see a doctor to Helena, Gary, Alan, myself and his son Jack. He is a man of his word.
Jack is HUGE; he looks more and more like Tim everyday and is growing to be a grand lad, just like his old man, I only got to speak to him and his lovely girlfriend Tina for a little while, as they both ran off quite soon.
My house seems entirely too big for me when I’m alone, I’m missing my baby Gaia insanely and the only thing I could think of when I was about to sink into the couch in self pity, was calling Alan. He arrived promptly and we sat on the couch, drinking Guiness, mocking Colin and Hug in Bridget Jones’ Diary (Colin, dear, you need to learn how to fight) and talking. Before I realized it it was morning, the screen was blue and Alan was still here.
Waking up to find a good friend by your side when you’ve been feeling miserably alone, is a lovely change.