old boys rocks

This weekend has been so much fun. I said goodbye to Charlie, Lyn and Lyn’s PA Denny after brunch today; having them here was fantastic, and Westfield flat now feels quite lonely. It was also quite insane – you should have seen the mess in my room this morning, and the number of empty bottles in my bin.

Last night didn’t go quite to plan, but it was still great fun. The social I expected in my room didn’t really happen, and we went to brandies a bit earlier than I thought, but it was one hell of a night, I was in a bright pink outfit, Lyn wore the black dress I’d given her as a welcome gift, and charlotte was in a scrummy green dress. Denny was being normal and boring.

Our friends got here at about half seven. Scott and becs were the same excellent people I remember; Vanessa was even more Vanessa-like though. I finally got to meet Vanessa’s husband to be, Neil, who turns out to be a really nice bloke. I also saw sally and jo, and many of my other friends. It felt great. They all seem to really like Lyn, too. I was so happy last night that, at one point, I pushed Lyn round the crowded dance floor on a mad tour of doom.

This morning we got up, dressed, and, after a lengthy hunt for my glasses, went to eat in the wes. We furthered the plans we had already made, like Amsterdam, and made new ones, Charlie has hatched a new plan for another trip to Newquay, which I’m definitely up for. Then it was suddenly time for Charlie to head home, and a short while later I walked Lyn and Denny to the bus stop. I already quite miss them.

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