Two eyes

I thought I’d share a really cute lil thang I received from my mate.

Do you know the relation between your two eyes? They blink together, they move together, they cry together, they see things together and they sleep together. Even though they never see each other…Friendship should be just like that!!!!!!!! Life is like hell without FRIENDS

You know, despite my scathing posts about various cling-ons from my past, I am a soft soul at heart. I mean, really. Really I am! I love my friends, they’re a beautiful bunch. And when I say ‘friends’ that can include a variety of odd and sods, from people I went to uni with who I see 3-4 times a year to my girly girls who I meet for dinner every week to the girls I work with who I meet every month or so for dinner, drinks and gossips. O and my family – my mum, cousins, aunts.

I do find it difficult to see my girls (and boys, cos I have boy mates too) as much as I’d like but I don’t feel I need to. Sure, it’s important to keep in touch via email and so on. But it’s not essential to see someone all the time.

I do feel people use the old ‘we don’t need to see each other all the time  to still be mates you know’. Well, of course that’s true, life is busy. But I do think you need to maintain some sort of regular content – whether that be via email; phone; blogs or regular meet-ups, say twice a year. Otherwise, you fall into the ‘old friends’ category and start losing that closeness.

Anyway, soppy me hey!

 x

PS. Plugging away at the old novel, I really fancy the main male character, Sal (don’t tell the hubby).

Welcome to the world sis!

If I were to tell you that my little sister is 30 years younger than me, what would your reaction be? Well, the beautiful little blighter arrived in this world yesterday at 2am! 

My mum (who, incidentally, isn’t the bearer of my lil sister. God no! My dad’s wife is, aka ’stepmummy’ as I call her) told someone at her work about the happy arrival of her ex-hubby’s baby (go figure!) and that person was like, ‘O man, what a shame’. What the … ?! Why’s it a shame? This beautiful little bundle of quarter Sri Lankan, 100% Keynser joy is just that: a joy. There’s no sadness here.

But then I guess she symbolises this shifting family landscape and for some, that is a sad thing (they long for the ‘good old days’, like the family in the photo above, who look VERY happy right?). But for me, it’s mainly good. Families have changed. They’ve evolved … we’ve evolved. People can have 1,2,3 fathers – even more. They can have aunts that are years younger than them. They can have bother-in-laws that are only a few days old! It’s kinda crazy but I love it!

The fact of the matter is that my little sis is gonna be one happy little girl, surrounded by lots of adult figures to guide and shield her, and lots of little friends when her siblings ‘hatch’ babies in the future.

OK, so she’ll be an aunt when she’s still a toddler (maybe … ?!) but who better to teach my baby how to gurgle and coo than her wise old aunt?!

x

PS. The novel’s going OK, trying to get to grips with how ‘real’ people react to national emergencies. I think their first reaction is to reach for their mobile. If I have time, will post about this in the next few days …

There was this blogger once …

… who had such good intentions of blogging but was basically rubbish, rubbish, rubbish at it. Well, NO MORE! I shall be a good lil blogger from now on!

Anyhoo, my novel is at the forefront of my tiny mind. Am determined to get it off the ground and I really must write every single day. So far, I’ve written the first 1,500 words of my novel (I did this for my creative writing course) plus a handful of scenes so all-in-all, about 5,000 words. I think the average novel is 80k words. Gulp! I better get scribbling.

I now need to work on the plot. In a nutshell, the novel is about how Generation Xers deal with an apocalyptic situation.x