And with their powers combined…. They’re still not quite Captain Planet

… But pretty damn close.

You know there are some friends that you look at and wonder how they do it. I had one of those moments today meeting up with my friend Mrs GypsyTree at our local supermarket with her 5 children to shop for school uniforms for the eldest three (I’m doing mine later, I’m in denial that this holiday will end!). So that’s us two and seven children between us. Whilst uniform shopping. Did I mention we had seven kids with us?! All under 9.

Cue the nice guy at the till giving me a pitying look and asking me if it was worth it as i loaded several bars of dairy flake onto my shopping pile. It could’ve been a whole lot worse, and you just gushed over my nails, so yeah, worth it!

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We then spent the whole afternoon watching our kids run through the house, make short work of popcorn and having ‘quiet’ time (that didn’t last long). It’s like when we get our kids together, the sum of our patience for their whines of “she’s looking at me funny” is greater than the parts alone.

And she introduced me to this. I’m never going to be able to go out in a car with her again without sniggering like a teenager….

#fiveminutefriday The ‘comfort’ of old friends

The premise is simple: We write for five minutes flat. All on the same prompt that is post on the Lisa Jo Barker’s site at 1 minute past midnight EST ever Friday. And we connect on Twitter with the hashtag #FiveMinuteFriday

No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.
Unscripted. Unedited. Real.

This week: Comfort.

Go.

Let me introduce you to a bygone age. A time where we were discovering the world, allowed to roam free without the hysteria of evil people lurking around every corner to steal us.

This was not decades ago. Actually, I suppose it was now. This was the early 90’s and this is my friend (I’m the one with the dodgy dyed blonde hair). We were 14 there.

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We were appalling teenagers and behaved like, well, like horrible teenagers I suppose. Some of the choices we made were more than dubious. Some were downright dangerous. I now teach kids this age and I’d have a few words for that younger me!

But looking back on this from a 33 yr old perspective, the things I remember most clearly are that from the minute she and I met at the age of 7 (the age TinyPants is now!), we were friends. We knew everything about each other and despite our young years we cared about the other with empathy that was unusual for children. Years later, we remain in touch even though our lives have taken different paths and we’ve rarely spoken face to face in more than a decade.

Our friendship may not always have been easy, but when my girls look back with their adult eyes, I hope they smile warmly and are comforted by the memory of that friend who, despite everything made your days a bit brighter.

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