So today has been s bit of a strange one. Last night the boy and I went for drinks with a cute lad I'd met before (cocktail guy) we all had a great time, and both of us were trying to entice him back to the flat...we didn't manage it but it was great and affirming to see just how comfortable we are in our relationship. Seany and I came back and we started talking, it was then that I could see how much effort he had put into me having a good bday. I'm on the train back from borough Market where he bought my first ever bday cake. The boy has definitly learnt it's the little things that matter to me. What really touched me was I have 4 cards today one from him mum..which made me, well melt
However on the way out of the flat I noticed a new BBQ and a bag full of stuff for it. It's only then that I learnt my flatmate (who's bday is a week after mine) has decided to not only have his bday party on my actual bday but nit only not suggest a joint party...he's just decided not to tell me...again I have no frame of reference but something in me says it's fairly rude to do that. I honestly hope to god they don't get me anything for mine as I know they would resent getting me one.
At borough Market (while fiercely cursing the mates) I couldn't help being reminded of Jersey, things like king scallops which I used to pot for brought back memories and then I walked past a scrumpy stall...and then noticed the Burley sign.
Each year we used to go to Hampshire. We would always drive through Burley where we would wander round buy fudge and cider and have a picknick. On one of the times we bought wine a beautiful elderflower wine, and this I spotted at the stall...allong with the minatures I used to buy. I bought one and had a taste of the scrumpy and that was it...all I could think of was them and I had to hold back the tears. I went and bought another bottle to send them, I can't face talking to them but they will know who sent it and know I'm alive.
The worrying thing is I wanna call them and tell them I'm engaged and so in love and happy.
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I haven't been able to comment on this until now, it has been mulling in my mind but I read it when you first posted and had to hold back the tears.
ReplyDeleteYou need to go back to Jersey, you won't feel complete until you do. I suggest you and Seany book a holiday, at the other side of the island to your parents if you have to, and go explore. If you feel like visiting them while you're there then you and Sean go hand in hand to the front door and deal with the consequences.
Parents can be stubborn and evil things but deep down they always love you and maybe all this time they have wanted to make a move and couldn't.
If you don't feel like seeing them then at least you have minimised the separation somewhat, and it's amazing how that feels.
xxx
P.S. Remember: http://youtu.be/wIvus-LWTjA