Centreparcs & back to earth
Nov. 26th, 2011 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
satyricaI bailed down to K's in Sussex last Thursday and the group of us headed on to Centreparcs up in Suffolk the next morning where we spent a few days in a chilled out bubble in the middle of some woods. Once again we didn't really take advantage of the activities on offer there (just some crazy golf and the pool) but just hanging out and making our own fun was pretty much all we wanted to do. It contained all the usual hallmarks of our holidays: a Murder Mystery Dinner, drinks, games and obsessive list-making, although remained relatively well-behaved and drama-free; we did hit the disco in our Murder Mystery costumes, which i enjoyed with all the dignity that a 33 year old man dancing to Chesney Hawkes in a pink apron and a dog collar can muster, although there was less fraternising with the natives than usual, possibly because we were the wierdos everyone was avoiding.
The week back here's been a bit glum: mainly I think because M's been on holiday herself and so I've been completely alone in the house (something that, about a month ago, I was frustrated by never being.) I've not even been stuck at home every night (FNB a couple of times, Spanish and an oddly subdued Pete & the Pirates gig at the Buffalo Bar) but, while sociable, none of my activites were with friends and then coming back to the empty house each evening reinforced that: remind me of this if i ever say i'm thinking about living by myself. It kinda feeds into all the usual things i've been whingeing about recently (changing social, and geographical, patterns among my friends, current cash-flow constraints,) and heightens my awareness that how I've spent the last 10 years is likely to change irrevocably in the near future: what I should do is start building towards a sustainable new life, although there's a large part of me that just wants to throw myself into enjoying a lot of the old before it's completely gone.
The week back here's been a bit glum: mainly I think because M's been on holiday herself and so I've been completely alone in the house (something that, about a month ago, I was frustrated by never being.) I've not even been stuck at home every night (FNB a couple of times, Spanish and an oddly subdued Pete & the Pirates gig at the Buffalo Bar) but, while sociable, none of my activites were with friends and then coming back to the empty house each evening reinforced that: remind me of this if i ever say i'm thinking about living by myself. It kinda feeds into all the usual things i've been whingeing about recently (changing social, and geographical, patterns among my friends, current cash-flow constraints,) and heightens my awareness that how I've spent the last 10 years is likely to change irrevocably in the near future: what I should do is start building towards a sustainable new life, although there's a large part of me that just wants to throw myself into enjoying a lot of the old before it's completely gone.
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Date: 2011-11-27 03:58 pm (UTC)