I forgive you. The words were loud and clear in my head, and it caught me by surprise. Almost involuntary, it felt like they had come out of nowhere. But the words were unmistakable. I forgive you. I was sat on a stool, leant back against the cool side of the building looking out into... Continue Reading →
A year in people #94 – the guy who said I was flighty
I met a guy once. We chit chatted a bit, and one time ended up going for a drink just the two of us, but only really because the other people who were also supposed to be going, cancelled. He was nice enough, not bad looking, but I never thought much of it. One night... Continue Reading →
A year in people #90 – Mum
"Do you fancy a day out Mum? Just the two of us? Let's go do something." She looked suspicious; it wasn't something we often did. "Maybe a walk around Clumber Park?" I picked her up in the car, and as I drove I chattered away about nothing but I had a knot in my stomach.... Continue Reading →
A year in people #86 – the person who wasn’t there
I met my ex-husband when I was 17 years old and went straight from living with my parents to moving in with him a few years later (I never went to university or lived with friends). Fast forward 13 years and a bit years to a few months after we separated, and I had to... Continue Reading →
A year in people #81 – Michelle
"Hi Michelle, sorry for the late notice but I'm going to have to cancel tonight. I split up with M yesterday and I'm not in the best state to meet I'm afraid! It's all still a bit new and I have quite a lot to sort out. Hoping to stay in Christchurch though so hopefully... Continue Reading →
A year in people #78(3) – A
Continued from Part Two “What would you say to us going out? Like properly? I want to be with you.” It was a quandry. I didn’t really want to go out with anyone. But I loved being with him. “Why can’t we just keep it as it is? Enjoy it for what it is. I’m... Continue Reading →
A year in people #66 – the project manager
"Where the hell are my clothes?" I thought to myself. I woke up, my head pounding. I opened one eye, and promptly shut it again. Ouch. Uh-oh. That familiar feeling as you realise you're hungover and you start to piece together what happened before you fell asleep. There was a pub. Drinks. Work colleagues. Definitely... Continue Reading →
A year in people #59 – the definitely not a date guy
A few years ago after I got divorced there was a man (DC) who used to ask me out a lot. I kept saying no. I gave him credit for his persistence, but my answer was always no (just didn't fancy him and I wasn't interested in dating). One night, we'd all been out somewhere... Continue Reading →
A year in people #55 – J
I'd just split up with my boyfriend (read: was dumped) here in New Zealand and had nowhere to live. I was fairly new, didn't know that many people, didn't really know what to do and was just generally feeling a bit sideswiped and shit. I had one new friend, B, who I'd messaged, telling her... Continue Reading →
