Last Saturday night was the party of our lives.
And it has taken me two days of solid sleeping to get me over it. (Yes, age is a factor.)
Our talented, beautiful jazz-singing friends, the brazilian band with the rio carnivale dancer (in full headdress and not much else), the superbly gifted dj to rock the party into late into the night, the most welcoming and fabulous bar staff and of course our dear and wonderful friends who made it out into the wet wintery night to make it an evening we shall never ever forget. We thank you. And of course thank all the people who could not be there for their support and friendship over these 7 amazing years in London.
Now comes the hard part. The elation of finally obtaining the visas and realisation that we were going has quickly transitioned into the difficult task of actually physically and emotionally leaving. I've not been looking forward to this bit. Not one iota.
In two weeks from today we shall be moving out of our very first owned home. And one and a half weeks later we'll be going to Australia for 3 weeks before we return for one bittersweet week before we leave for good good good. The countdown is truly on.
I am going to enjoy this though. I will I will I will. Because there is no point in being sad in my last weeks here. It's time to be happy with my friends and live every last moment to the maximum, it's the only way. The tears can flow later.
So gorgeous people, lets keep the party pootling on until we go... so I am filled with gorgeous memories that will keep me sated for the days to come.
Thank you thank you thank you for the outrageously fanstastic last blast in London. We couldn't asked for a better send off... We love you all so very much.
xxx
And it has taken me two days of solid sleeping to get me over it. (Yes, age is a factor.)
Our talented, beautiful jazz-singing friends, the brazilian band with the rio carnivale dancer (in full headdress and not much else), the superbly gifted dj to rock the party into late into the night, the most welcoming and fabulous bar staff and of course our dear and wonderful friends who made it out into the wet wintery night to make it an evening we shall never ever forget. We thank you. And of course thank all the people who could not be there for their support and friendship over these 7 amazing years in London.
Now comes the hard part. The elation of finally obtaining the visas and realisation that we were going has quickly transitioned into the difficult task of actually physically and emotionally leaving. I've not been looking forward to this bit. Not one iota.
In two weeks from today we shall be moving out of our very first owned home. And one and a half weeks later we'll be going to Australia for 3 weeks before we return for one bittersweet week before we leave for good good good. The countdown is truly on.
I am going to enjoy this though. I will I will I will. Because there is no point in being sad in my last weeks here. It's time to be happy with my friends and live every last moment to the maximum, it's the only way. The tears can flow later.
So gorgeous people, lets keep the party pootling on until we go... so I am filled with gorgeous memories that will keep me sated for the days to come.
Thank you thank you thank you for the outrageously fanstastic last blast in London. We couldn't asked for a better send off... We love you all so very much.
xxx
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