annanotbob's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Family, friends, food, fun Thank you, my lovelies, for your good wishes regarding my plans for a day of pleasure. It has been utterly delicious, almost all day, and even the awkward bits were bearable. I was fully intending to have a cleansing of some description before setting off to buy food and collect my dear pals, Sarah and Michaela, but the bloody daughter rang. 'Boo hoo, I'm hung over please come and get me, Mummy, please, please, yatter yatter,' Yeah yeah yeah, all right, shut up. So it was yet another quick dab round with a baby wipe and off I went. Had to pick up Millie, Jane being off on another hot date, then up to the Uni, as Sara had somehow managed to end up at Ren's. I haven't been to his room since the day I helped move his stuff in and he's made it lovely with all his bits of this and that, which is somehow reassuring to me. I like to think of him there now. Millie and I made ourselves comfy on the bed and suddenly we were all in a big debate (well, me and the kids - not Millie, she's a dog, silly) about the need for women only spaces and why they're different to men only spaces. A bit intense for a Sunday morning, but my little feminist heart was full of pride. Shopped, dropped off Sara, went round to pick up S & M, M was throwing the usual hissy fit, so we left her behind and Sarah, Millie and I set off into the countryside. All went according to plan, lots of spliff, lots of chat, but we didn't get round to the singing as we didn't stop talking for long enough to even notice the lack of music. I love that Sarah, I really do. Verystoned by the time we got to the nursery, which was probably A Good Thing as we were incapable of choosing what we wanted (all of it!) so bought very little. Pics tomorrow. Then we fetched Michaela and dragged her up here for her dinner and Jane came round and then Jan phoned, so I invited her too and (shhh, whisper) they all got on! How often does that happen? Fucking rarely, with my friends. I love them all, but they tend not to take to each other. Tonight it all went swimmingly with even my Sara joining us for the meal and sitting around for the chat. Jan used to be a bit of a pop star in Germany - well, she had a record deal, released about 10 albums and still has a bit of a cult following there. She's going to be 50 in August so she's having two parties - one over here, a party party, and one in Germany which is going to be a mini-festival. The town where she lived has a bookable public open-air space, which she's booked, with a stage and camping places and barbeque pits and we're all going over for it! Her old band are getting back together and she's invited other musicians and her fans - it will be small but lovely. How cool is that? Fab. Also, her landlord owns about eight houses in this immediate area, charges much, much less rent than mine and is fed up with dirty, non-rent-paying students. So she's going to see if he's got somewhere suitable for me and my Sara and my Bobcat, at a rent that's a bit more of a long-term proposition. The meal turned out really well. It's a recipe from my childhood, when we lived in a village and the butcher's van came round once a week, sometimes giving away recipe cards. Here it is: Pork with celery and bay leaves Today I am grateful for: Hey, and you know what else? I clicked on the 'random entry' button of this dairy and omyfuckinggod, my life has been through some changes since I've been writing here. I got the first day of the autumn term, 2006, at that little country school, when the timetable was suddenly changed, and I was all cool about being a teacher again. Ha. Sweet dreams xxx 1:51 a.m. - 28/04/2008 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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