Current Mood – nervous (thinking about an awkward conversation I’m going to have with my boss tomorrow)
Current Music – Angel by The Eurythmics (beautiful song with sublime bass line)
Didn’t blog last night because I was pissed. As a fart.
Source of inebriation was a stag night for an old friend with whom I have managed only sporadic contact in the years since the heady days of Friday night Youth group meetings. Also assembled was the gang from all those years ago. Friends to whom I have barely spoken in the past few years, friends that I once held dear, friends who deserved better.
But we were all in the same boat and with a collective muttering of ‘bloody hell’ under our breaths we all putthe guilt of wasted years behind us and got into some serious catching up. We swapped children’s names and photos of them on our mobile phones. We swapped stories of house prices and percentage increases (viewers of grumpy old men last Friday will know exactly what I mean). We swapped realisations of impending and actual mid-life crises and we swapped email addresses with firm commitments to keep in touch.
I think I will keep these commitments. Maybe that’s my admission of my mid-life crisis.
At least I know now that I am not unusual in turning out to be suburban and mediocre.