it's been on my mind recently as a good friend of mine struggles with her relationship either falling apart, or turning a corner. she keeps in touch with me - sporadically - just defeated by the hurt, the implications for the future if they can't stay together, the whole thing is kicking her ass. i found myself telling her that you don't have to forgive everything your partner does to stay together. that staying together is something independent of whether you can make peace with something that happened. and it occurs to me that this is new information even for me.
If you only know me through my work you might not guess that I have a relentless driving urge toward frivolity. What, me, serious? No way mate. I'm an utterly reckless hedonist.
Highly politicised, yes, but honestly, if you don't get the joke I don't want to talk to you.
The other day a huge mystery package arrived in the mail, and when I opened it I found to my enormous delight coffee! But not just any coffee - excellent high quality espresso beans from all the best roasters in the NW! So much coffee from so many places I am officially spoiled!
Sharing will be difficult, but I will persevere. Mmm, coffee. . . .
The package was from Lindsey, who we met during her recent student exchange here in London, and Leslie, a friend of youth.