It has been way too long and I’m over the moon but will my landing be soft warm and welcoming or a completely catastrophic crash and burn?
I see my Dear old friend Simon Darling as soon as he sees me, sitting outside at our favorite pub where we agreed to meet. I am so nervous, its been almost six years! So much has changed will anything at all be the same?
and if it is as it always was, is that a very good or a really terrible thing?
The instant our eyes meet across the cobblestones he leaps from his seat to help with my suitcases and with my usual lady like charm and grace I immediately trip over my own three feet , due to an unfortunate combination of sandal and sidewalk , and go tits over teakettle in a spectacular rough and tumbling slow motion spiral all the way down the stairs landing in a limp pile at the bottom in the patio outside the pub!
It was certain to go down in local history , as it was not only extremely impressive, if one were not one of the The Flying Wallendas and delightful to witness this thoroughly humiliating experience for both myself and my companion ( but m mainly me, face it ) but also appeared incredibly daring, dangerous and definitely death-defying.
And im sure that my reasons (or reason ) or/or any lack thereof will be the number one hot topic of gossip, rife with rumor and speculation for years to come down at the local market for all…
Sadly, I survived to stand up and dust myself of and attempt to regain a grip on some of shred , or even grip one thread of my now long dear departed dignity. May it rest in Peace Because as much as we all have may have longed for it at some point in life , one cannot literally die of embarrassment
Unfortunately for me,this sort of thing is fairly commonplace throughout the course of my life and travels so Simon has become rather immune to it throughout the years so he was gallant , not gloating .
So after helping me to a seat and settling me down with a rum and coke that gorgeous warm growing smile I remember oh so well started to spread even wider then it had when he first set his eyes on me … and he said ” You know.. most people are satisfied to merely walk in into a room, why is it you never fail to Make an Entrance ?”‘
And it felt like it had been moments not years since we were last together and I knew right then and there everything was going to be just fine…
We sat for hours delaying the inevitable
The Terrible Moment when I would have to face the unknown horrors of THE NEW FLAT…