It was lovely to wake up knowing we had company for breakfast as Katherina was still here 🙂 .
While everyone was getting up I popped in to my local town, Cranbrook, to get a wig, as you do! I forgot that Cranbrook doesn’t wake up as early as I do and had to wait for the shops to open. There was a busy scene along the High Street as they were setting up the Apple Fayre and I was disappointed I was going to miss it. All was peaceful at this end of town.
Followed by a photo shoot. Note to self; do not make friends with tall, slim, gorgeous and glamorous people. All future friends need to be short, fat and ugly. And prematurely old and wrinkly. Definitely not still looking as youthful as they did when last seen 9 years previously.
Catching up with old friends after a long gap can be disappointing if you do not connect together as well as you used to. After a much anticipated get together, there is a sense of mourning of a close friendship that once existed but is there no more. But that was not the case with Katherina. It was as if we had last seen each other yesterday.
When you know each other as work colleagues, you know the person for themselves, rather than as someone’s Mother or someone’s wife. In fact we met before we had children or husbands. You also spend hours every day together so you get to know each other really well. As well as all the wild nights out we shared, we also experienced some extraordinary events. Events that were extraordinary by anyone’s standards. Such as the bombing of the Baltic Exchange in April 1992. Our office building faced the CU building which had all its windows blown out. It was very shocking, standing in our office the following morning, which had cracked windows, looking out at a building with no glass but most of the furniture in place. And loads of papers, such as the perforated sheets that were used in printers in those days, flapping about like gruesome ticker tape.
So many shared memories from a very interesting history of working together for a long time. It was also good to get to know her daughter Aisling a bit, who I hadn’t seen since we stayed with them in Dublin when she was about 2 years old. Thank you so much for visiting and I can not wait to see you again.
Wing Yip is a huge warehouse which stocks Asian food. You can buy types of rice I have never heard of and which are in such huge sacks you practically need a fork life truck to get them in your car. There are also rows and rows of incomprehensible (to me at least) ingredients.
There is also a fresh fruits and veg section, meat and fish and lots of freezers with some very interesting looking things in them as well as the familiar. I wish I knew what to do with it all as I love Asian food and we used to cook it a lot when we lived near Wing Yip. We rarely cook it now but watch this space for some Asian food as I bought loads of goodies.
Plus some wonderful greens and fresh tofu. I only popped in to buy some sushi rice!
By the time I left Wing Yip it was 3 pm and I was hungry. There are some restaurants at Wing Yip too but I didn’t have the time or money to sit in a restaurant. There is also a bakery. Why did I go in there? I should have stayed away but I was hungry. It only sold white flour products but I still bought them to eat in the car on the way to Dad’s, who lives nearby. I had a sweet roll with BBQ pork and a sesame paste cake.
The roll was sweet and very light, like a brioche. The cake was very heavy and after the first mouthful I put it down and was going to leave it. But it was strangely compelling so I finished it as each mouthful was better then the previous one.
I had a lovely cuppa with Dad and a much needed shower. I would have liked to stop for the rest of afternoon but we were going out in the evening so I had to get going.
We were going to Jackie’s Hollywood birthday party and the invitation said to go as your favourite Hollywood star or character. One of my favourites is Holly Golightly/Audrey Hepburn but I thought that would really stretch the imagination. So I went as another favourite, Marilyn Monroe. My gentleman partner for the evening was Indiana Jones.
I am not a particularly vain person but the photo Harvey took was dreadful and I was unhappy with my wig. So no pics of me to share. I left my camera at home and we walked to the party. I didn’t want to be taking photos. I was looking forward to seeing my friends, enjoying the party and living the moment. Not thinking about blogging about it.
The party was really good. I had a wonderful meal of fish pie followed by a small portion of several delicious puddings. It was really good fun spending the evening with Steve McQueen, Carmen Miranda, Mr Darcy and Miss Bennett, Mr Rochester and Jane Eyre, Goose, Sandra Bullock and Cleopatra, amongst other distinguished guests. The Flintstones and Rubbles were brilliant and even arrived in their stone age car that Fred had made earlier. But the star of the show was……….. Holly Golightly! Our hostess looked absolutely stunning. Happy birthday Jackie and thank you for such a wonderful party.
staggered walked elegantly back up the road to home, I mused about my lovely day that had begun with a dear old friend and ended with newer friends. Not completely new as I have known those people for nearly 10 years. We all have a 19 year old as we met when our children were at the village primary school. Old friends and new. I am lucky to know you.