just had breakfast with my goddaughter and her mum @ the amazon. P's sister was there with a 2 yr old (only know one name for her so no pseudonym as yet) and they very kindly lent us their groovy chair, allowing grace to sit at the table with us, so we could eat our food without one of us holding her, and she can sit and eat her cold chips with us. well we were so impressed by this innovation that we went straight into mothercare and got one, and we were pleased as punch, and i mean pleased as punch. it fits under the buggy and it means grace can sit at table with her mum (& godfather) wherever she goes. honestly, two beaming adults cavorting down holloway road, singing i never knew there was a love like this before.
another last day yesterday, and funki g left for amsterdam. her friend went to her house & packed all her stuff then came and picked her up after work. i waved her off and then went to the pub to drink with my departing students, very nice indeed. and then i got one of those texts from spanna, are you in town? and she came and met my (ex) students... eventually we strolled along the thames, ate in pizza express (would so like to find a better place to eat round there), spoke about stuff. spoke a little about E, she was around last weekend and is in on disturbances, actually made me very sad. that has been part of the cloud i've been under all week and maybe i haven't given it enough space in my head... how upset i was without that phonecall on my birthday, though i understand why, understanding but hurting was a tune i wrote a decade ago after talking with stone, E related back then... but lovely to see spanna, i hadn't really talked to her properly since she'd been back, didn't have a clear picture of her deal with T, (who hasn't been keeping his part of our text chess game recently from budapest), not that there is a clear picture to be had... after the meal we went down onto the beach, low tide, walked along passed the oxo tower, odd space to be in, so many people up on the thames walk, drinking, out on a friday night, so separate to be on that vulnerable patch of land that is underwater every day. i've never been down there that close to nighttime, quite eerie. just the kind of space i love. spanna exactly the kind of person i want to be with for that kind of experience... "you're walking on skulls, on SKULLS" someone yelled down to us.
anyway i'm blewbury bound, late as ever, old, old friend having a barbecue, basskid was saying he had known some of his friends for 10 years, me speaking of this friend who i've known for 26 years...
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