won't you let me come into the storm

[satyrica]

I think my weekend was some kind of metaphor: I left London under dark clouds and fought through such torrential rain on the M1 that when Maggie said the sun had come out for her birthday as I spoke to her on the phone, I assumed she was taking the piss. However, sure enough the skies cleared and brightened as we drew ever closer to the congregation of my school friends and as we drove into Ashford-under-Water a cricket team was just strolling off the green to the sound of birdsong as villagers gathered round a maypole outside the pub and the vicar wandered out of Linda's cottage. The weekend continued in much the same vein: barbeques, fry-ups, long walks in the hills, resting in a field on dandelions, games, chat, sun, putting the chickens to bed and making the most of the three litres of gin Mags had been given for her birthday. Saw Toby for the first time in three odd years which was really good as not losing touch with friends is such an enduring obsession with me and he was such an integral part of the group before his recent slackness. Then it ended and we began to drive back down south and the air began to chill and the clouds gathered and the nearer to home we got the more it rained and just then, somewhere not very far from Milton Keynes, we broke down.

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so you got caught with a flat, well how about that

[winterdreamer.livejournal.com]

i don't supose you wandered down the road to find a big castle with a sweet transvestite ;)

*Hugs*

sounds like a good weekend the breaking down asside :)

did the crossword go down well?

Re: so you got caught with a flat, well how about that

[satyrica.livejournal.com]

very well, although the amount of gin drinking that had alreadygone on meant it took Mags a while to solve it . . .

see you at the pub tomorrow?

Re: so you got caught with a flat, well how about that

[winterdreamer.livejournal.com]

yup briefly i have to leave at 9:15 to pick someone up from the airport

but i will probably return after if theres time