Yeah ask me again in an hour.
So today is the big goodbye. A whole carousel of feelings, happy and jealous of the adventure. Sad to be losing my best to the other side of the world. We’ve pretty much been reciprocating wingwomen for the other since we left uni. The shit house crack den in Camden a week after we graduated, the mice, the cold, lurching around the lock, sloshing wine and eating churros, making friends in the Hawley arms. Four pints and down and several more unclassified events that couldn’t possibly be published (pond swim and subsequent events). I’d been in London all of 40 mins and we were sat in Primrose Hill park drinking beers. The president had been set.
I lived in Willesden for a bit after we moved out the crack den and it was crap. We formulate a plan to live east. Old street 28th august 2010, it happened.
“It smells like incest in here”
“you mean incense??”
We proceed to lurch around E1 (mainly the offices of Skive) instead of NW1 and with that we make more friends, do more liver damage, sit in a different park and drink cider and tell more dark jokes. Plus the odd day time rave to mix things up.
I become a dab hand at 30 second photoshop
Gazzy doesn’t help us (too busy eating a fishdog)
Frequent use of the word asshole.
April 2010 – we go to Thailand. Lordy. Summary: fried lizard, delish to bugs, no money no honey, snacks on a plane, lady boy? Probably, Thailands got talent, fish boots, wifi lie, take an image, suspicious, peaking too early, Tina turner is back, fishcrackers, iprawn 4.
The summer is a bit of a blur. Rob had his op and I didn’t do much but be by his side.
Fast forward to August and two gleeful friends present me with my hilarious birthday board, full of all the good times and (bad) banter. It will be on my wall for a long time yet.
I finally manage to get the idiots to come up to my tiny hometown for new years 2010 and with that, comes the end of this.
No sadness now – I want to wish my best friend all the luck I possibly can. I will miss you so so so so so so much. Love yooooooooou Dr Fishwick xxx
The good old Camden crack den. Good times, good times. (Eric Cantona)
This is where i say good luck too, i’m sure you are going to love it. See you very soon Salmon xxx