I suppose I've been waiting for the perfect moment to write up various things; life being what it is, the perfect moment won't come. So here are three things:
1. My friends got married.
such_heights and
happydork are two of my dearest and oldest friends; I introduced them to each other at a birthday party I had a few years ago. Two nights before the wedding I slipped out of work a little early and the three of us went to a friend's book-signing at Forbidden Planet (the friend is Zen Cho, and her debut novel,
Sorcerer to the Crown, is a very enjoyable and necessary book); we went to get our books signed ("Your real fans have gone," K said, "now it's just us jerks") and afterwards we went across to a diner towards Shaftesbury Avenue to get what was supposed to be a quick dinner before I had to run home. We talked about the wedding and other things; I ordered sweet potato pancakes and Katy ate half of them; it was quite ordinary, and at the same time not, the way everything just before a wedding or a change in the season acquires a textured significance.
After we'd eaten the waitress came to the table with a banana boat covered in three kinds of ice-cream and chopped nuts and strawberry sauce and said to K & A, "So, you're getting married, congratulations, this is just a little thing, it's on us" - and the other waitresses were smiling and waving and looking a little embarrassed, and the three of us ate it with a reverent regard for how queerness is a great battle, that to live an apolitical queer life is not yet in prospect, but of small pebbles arise great avalanches and some of them are made of banana.
At the wedding I was the emcee, wearing a top hat and introducing the speakers; I didn't do it particularly well, because I think to do that sort of thing it helps if you have a little distance from proceedings, which I did not have; I had been quietly destroyed by a vote of thanks from the brides, who gave me the top hat as a gift, and a book, as another; given with the sort of heart's words that keep you warm in winter.
2. A. and I have been married for two years. Our anniversary was on September 21st and mostly went unremarked upon; we raised a glass to it, then went for dinner and talked about things over good food and English wine. We were married on the autumnal equinox, at a time of year I always associate with gunpowder in the air and all things changing - so perhaps it's for the best that this is the thing that doesn't, given all the other things.
3. Our house in Cambridge is sold subject to contract; we have a firm offer on a flat in north London, subject to full structural survey.
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