January 26th, 1990

January 26th, 1990

At home

Landed at LHR at six thirty this morning and was home by ten, where I found mum in the kitchen. I could tell straight away she wasn’t quite herself and when she eventually opened up, she said she’d been thinking about her Mother and how much she misses her. It’s only been two months since Nana died and I know very little about bereavement but I do know how heartbroken I’d be if I lost my lovely Mum.

Ended up staying up all day and spent a chunk of time on the phone.

“How was your trip?” Pamsy asked.

“A complete waste of time.”

She laughed. “I’m sure you’ll make up for it. I’m off this weekend, can you come down?”

“I’d love to but I can’t be bothered to drive.”

“I wish we lived closer.”

“Me too.”

 

Sebastian rang and invited me to a party.

“You should come, I can’t wait for you to meet Greg.”

“Who’s Greg?”

“My new beau.”

“I’d love to but I can’t be bothered to drive.”

He laughed. “You need a chauffeur.”

“I would absolutely love that!”

“Course you would,” he chuckled. “I’d be happy to come and pick you up but you’d have to spend the night, I won’t be in any fit state to drive you home.”

“That’s really sweet of you but not tonight. Thank you though.”

“The offer’s open ‘til seven, ring me if you change your mind.”

 

And then Jack.

“So, how was it?”

“A complete waste of time.”

“Sorry to hear that but I don’t imagine that part of the world is much fun for you girlies.”

“You can say that again.”

“Are you knackered?” he asked.

“Quite the opposite, actually, it was a very restful trip.”

“Would you like to go out?”

“Yes!”

“Fantastic. I know you don’t like driving so should I come to your neck of the woods?”

I felt myself smiling when I said, “Would you mind?”

“Not a bit. If I leave now I can be there by, say, nine at the latest. Is that ok?”

“More than.”

He laughed. “I just need your address.”

 

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