This weekend my nearest and dearest friends descended on London to celebrate a birthday – Gem and Steph (the birthday girl) all the way from Edinburgh and Sarah from Southend. From when we sat down at our dining table in the Somers Town Coffee House right through to saying goodbye at the tube station on Sunday evening, we hardly took a breath.
We had plenty of time to catch up on all the news and plans while wandering around Primrose hill, Camden and how can I forget glamorous Milton Keynes. In fact we shared our first evening in Buckhinghamshire’s finest due to a gig by one of the birthday girl’s favourite bands. Testament to the spirit of the weekend, when we found out the band had cancelled a few hours earlier we still made the most of the night. We danced right through the replacement band’s set – requesting songs and sharing our best moves with a pumpkin.
It was unusual and bloody wonderful to have such an extended period of quality time together. I laughed pretty much straight through the three days and, in spite of the late nights, arrived back at work today feeling as fresh as a Daisy.