Thursday, June 21, 2007

Crispies, flowers and celebration.

Over dinner, Fenella asks what the highlights of my twenties have been. I have started a list here.

Answer: Because he's in denial. I'm so sorry.

1. Hilary has made me a tin of chocolate crispies, and there's enough for everyone in the building and some to save for those who aren't in.

2. Nick sends a basket of yellow and orange flowers which arrives at lunchtime. No-one has ever sent flowers to me at work before. All the girls marvelled and I was amazed at the detective work that must have gone on, because I'm sure I never told him where I worked.

3. My friends sitting round a table covered in delicious food at the Himalaya Ghurka restaurant. Little dishes are passed backwards and forwards and the conversation flows freely. I was proud of how our party, although the largest in the place, wasn't obnoxious or (too) loud; and of how when it came to bill paying time, exact change appeared as if by magic -- thank you Fenella for making that so easy. As we left, one of the other customers wished us well.

Book treasure, worn and speaker.

1. Finding treasure in the Oxfam bookshop. I only popped in to look for a card. 2. Bettany doesn't wear makeup out and about, but noneth...