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Your attitude is welcome
A few times on Saturday, I posed the following question:
"What do you say when someone bursts into your house on a Friday night carrying two bottles of fine wine and an acoustic guitar, and demands that you order takeaway ?"
The correct thing to say, of course, is "Hello, Jez".
Jez turns up at our house reasonably often at weekends. He lands, spreads a trail of detritus over most of the house, steals Andy's fags, distracts everyone from what they'd planned to do, and generally wreaks havoc.
I once came home on a Sunday evening to find a pair of trousers on the kitchen table, and a whole poached salmon in the fridge. I didn't need to ask who'd been visiting.
However, for general bonhomie, huge generosity, enthusiasm, good humour and sheer surrealism Jez is my Designated Hero of the Week. He may bring carnage with him, but never boredom and he's one of the most good-natured people I know. Evidence suggests he already knows he's always welcome :)
Saturday night also marked our house (known as The Little Shop of Horrors) officially recognising that Andy has got older, and that Frances is about to embark on a big Adventure, travelling the globe with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
chrestomancy. I think the results of the party stand as follows:
Corpses the following morning: 0
Casualties ofkissifa and kharin's cocktails: 0 (inexplicably)
Broken glasses: 0 (!)
Major traumatic incidents: 0
Persons hospitalised: 0
Crippling hangovers in Little Shop on Sunday morning: 0 (also inexplicable)
So a bit of a no-score win, there. I don't know about anyone else, but I really rather enjoyed it. Great, in particular, to seecondign (who rudely left the country a while back), and quantumboo (who rudely left the country recently). And ealuscerwen, who hasn't left the country in the least but I never seem to catch up with her.
I've been known, sporadically, to rant about people saying "it's a small world". It is not a small world - it's enormous and diverse and endlessly interesting. However, I'm happy with the idea that it's a huge world - with only around 200 people in it.
I was engaged in a small-scale rant to this effect on Saturday evening, and fairly arbitrarily claimed that Adrian from Perth (Australia), who was there, was bound to know two other friends of mine from Perth, who weren't.
He did. He was at university with them.
Which admittedly proved my point. But somewhat took me by surprise, too.
So yeah. It's damn big. But there aren't many people.
"What do you say when someone bursts into your house on a Friday night carrying two bottles of fine wine and an acoustic guitar, and demands that you order takeaway ?"
The correct thing to say, of course, is "Hello, Jez".
Jez turns up at our house reasonably often at weekends. He lands, spreads a trail of detritus over most of the house, steals Andy's fags, distracts everyone from what they'd planned to do, and generally wreaks havoc.
I once came home on a Sunday evening to find a pair of trousers on the kitchen table, and a whole poached salmon in the fridge. I didn't need to ask who'd been visiting.
However, for general bonhomie, huge generosity, enthusiasm, good humour and sheer surrealism Jez is my Designated Hero of the Week. He may bring carnage with him, but never boredom and he's one of the most good-natured people I know. Evidence suggests he already knows he's always welcome :)
Saturday night also marked our house (known as The Little Shop of Horrors) officially recognising that Andy has got older, and that Frances is about to embark on a big Adventure, travelling the globe with
chrestomancy. I think the results of the party stand as follows:Corpses the following morning: 0
Casualties of
kissifa and kharin's cocktails: 0 (inexplicably)Broken glasses: 0 (!)
Major traumatic incidents: 0
Persons hospitalised: 0
Crippling hangovers in Little Shop on Sunday morning: 0 (also inexplicable)
So a bit of a no-score win, there. I don't know about anyone else, but I really rather enjoyed it. Great, in particular, to see
condign (who rudely left the country a while back), and quantumboo (who rudely left the country recently). And ealuscerwen, who hasn't left the country in the least but I never seem to catch up with her.I've been known, sporadically, to rant about people saying "it's a small world". It is not a small world - it's enormous and diverse and endlessly interesting. However, I'm happy with the idea that it's a huge world - with only around 200 people in it.
I was engaged in a small-scale rant to this effect on Saturday evening, and fairly arbitrarily claimed that Adrian from Perth (Australia), who was there, was bound to know two other friends of mine from Perth, who weren't.
He did. He was at university with them.
Which admittedly proved my point. But somewhat took me by surprise, too.
So yeah. It's damn big. But there aren't many people.
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And the ones that there are, are all standing just behind you!
I couldn't have liked it more…
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