Coffee conversational posts are normally saved for the weekend, but the last few days have been a roller coaster. For those who read this little blog regularly, would you expect anything else?
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I celebrated my birthday and The Bloke and I’s anniversary. I knew that he had bought tickets to the Good Food Show for Sunday, which has become an annual event for us, so I organised a birthday drinky-poos with some friends on Friday night at Bohemian. There were two reasons for this – I know that Saturday nights after payday are always too busy for me to cope with, and I wanted to ensure that I had at least 24 hours to recover from the inevitable hangover.
It turned out to be a wise decision. It was two-for-one cocktails, and after several hours, six or seven raspberry mojitos and a number of passion fruit yummy concoctions that were called Porn Stars, I couldn’t feel my face and had seemingly lost the ability to do anything other than talk nonsense and giggle at nothing. I remember having red lipstick put onto my lips, which left me looking like some sort of drunken hooker, eating tapas with a sauce that was so garlicky that The Bloke said it oozed from my pores the next day and generally laughing a lot… It was fun and I had a great time, although waking up feeling like my surroundings were moving at a slower pace than I was put a little bit of a dampener on it. I found it quite amusing that both The Bloke (who didn’t come out with us as he wasn’t feeling well) and my mother both made the same comment the following morning:
‘You’d think you’d have learnt by now.’
Yeah, maybe not.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I took advantage of the whole Black Friday nonsense to buy the last of my Christmas presents. I got The Bloke something awesome that wasn’t in my budget (but still with a massive discount) but after everything he’s done for me this year he deserves it, and now I have about four weeks to get squeaky and annoy him about it.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I recovered enough by Sunday to elbow my way to all the free samples at the Good Food Show. After six years, I’ve developed it into a fine art – I go and get the cheese, crackers and chutney that my mother likes, raid the Crimbles store who always have a ‘five products for £5’ offer on, grab some jazz apple slices and try toffee vodka and Chocolate Bailey’s shots, all with a large breakfast sandwich in my hand and several samples of cheese on cocktail sticks while The Bloke stands in the background and pretends that he doesn’t know me. Before we go to the demonstration show, (which is always done by the lovely James Martin – he’s an attractive northerner who can cook, can’t get better than that) we eat Nutella and banana crepes, and then by the time we have finished it’s getting busy, so we leave after trying and buying several more samples of chocolatey-based goodies. This year was no different – I used my best elbow techniques and had a great time.
And then, there is always something that reminds you of just how short life can be…
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that after a weekend of merriment, good food, drinks and laughter with some of my favourite people, I learned of the death of a respected former colleague and mentor. After suffering with mental health issues for a number of years, he disappeared after walking out of a hospital on Tuesday, and we had all been hoping and praying that he would be found safe as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he was found on Saturday, and it was the worst possible outcome. He was just 41 years old.
Suffice to say, we’re all absolutely gutted. He was a fantastic teacher who absolutely doted on his beloved son, and he will be sorely missed by all who worked with him.
Please, if you’re feeling low, talk to someone. It does get better.
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