Having Friends Over

Recently, as mentioned earlier, our friend Laura got herself what could be her dream job. She was working at flying the TARDIS (seriously) last night. Obviously it’s wonderful to have her back in Cardiff and all of our other friends were eager to catch up and welcome her ‘home’. So, Simon collected her from work yesterday evening and brought her home to our place, where she’s staying for a while until she’s “re-homed”, along with our other mates Ryan and Rhys.

So Me, Aimee, Simon, Rhys, Ryan and Laura all sat around, eating a pathetic last-minute buffet of chicken burgers (sliced), fish fingers and onion rings, crisps and sweets and had a really lovely chat. We caught up on how great Laura’s job was, got up to date on how everyone else was doing (it had been a while since we’d got together) and had a few drinks. Then we settled in front of our telly ready to watch Doctor Who.

It all sounds so simple and ordinary but it really was one of the best Saturdays we’ve had in a while. Except for a few no-shows due to family commitment or living too far away, the whole gang came – something that isn’t unusual but is always nice. And everyone seemed to have a nice time. It also made a nice change to meeting in a pub, which always ends up being more expensive than it should be.

It was also really nice to have a laugh and a drink, in a group, with Aimee. I love her so much and nights like last night (in fact, all day yesterday – board games, beer, silly TV) reminded me just how much fun we have together and how much I really do appreciate what we have. I can’t wait to marry her. Not long now!

I really do have the best group of friends, too. They’re all wonderful, wonderful people.

I’m sorry I don’t have anything extravagant to write about today, but I woke up and the first thing I thought was “I love my fiancée and I love my friends” so I thought I might as well write about that!

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