Thursday, 21 June 2007

Longest day

But, let's face it, they all seem pretty endless at the moment, which is what comes of getting up at dawn and writing until after midnight. Tonight, however, will see me prising myself away from my bleak and bitter hero to drink champagne with my far more well-adjusted husband.

This outrageous midweek hedonism is in celebration of the anniversary of the day we met-- on midsummer night sixteen years ago at some awful black-tie ball on the very last night of our three years at university. Amazing to think that freedom, independence.... and the chance to share a girly flat, read romantic novels until 3 in the morning and spend all my money on nail varnish were all a mere twelve hours away. I blame the influence of Presents for the fact that I just could not resist a man in a dinner jacket.

8 comments:

Kate Hardy said...

Happy anniversary! Enjoy that champagne.

And a DJ is a far more auspicious opening than 'Two pints of lager and a packet of crisps, please' (my DH's very first words to me - and yes, he DOES have the Splodgenessabounds single)

Eva said...

Happy anniversary!

I'm bummed that I let your birthday pass without the usual felicitations; at least I haven't missed this occasion!

Enjoy each other.

India said...

Thanks Eva (But can we not just switch the telly on and enjoy that instead?!)

Kate, just remember, it's not what you say but the way that you say it... (And I bet he said it *beautifully*...)

Michelle Styles said...

Happy anniversary.

I am impressed but not surprised that Kate Hardy can remember her husband's first words to her. I am afraid I have forgot my dh's.

And yes, I do think Presents has a lot to answer for...

Kate Walker said...

Happy Aniversary - and having met your husband, I'm prtetty sure you wouldn't have been able to resist him in a dinner jacket or not . . .

love

Kate - who can remember her own first words to the BM but not his to her.

India said...

Kate-- you can't leave us hanging on like that!! What were they?

I think not remembering could be seen as a good sign Michelle. You were obviously too busy gazing into his eyes. (I wonder if he remembers what they were?)

Kate Walker said...

Well you have to remember that I grew up in Halifax, West Yorkshire - and I was at university in Wales where I rarely heard a Yorkshire accent - so when The BM said something (and I confess I can't remember what because it wasn't to me but to someone else in the room) and I caught the Leeds accent, I said - in an appallingly exaggerated Yorkshire voice 'Ey up Lad - that's a grand accent - wheer's tha from?'

(Which would have been desperately embarrassing if he'd actually been from Somerset or somewhere)

So now tha knows

India said...

Lovely story! Hope the BM instantly switched his attention to you and stopped talking to whoever-it-was! (Guess he must have done-- wonder if whoever-it-was is still pining!!)