O.k so after James Bond what did I do? Well I hit Hastings again – Yep you’ve guessed it to see Emma. I know, I know I keep writing about Emma but to be fair I have been seeing her, travelling or working. Anyway I’ll keep this posting short (as I can).
So I hit Hastings straight after work. Thanks to mother I got some bits and pieces together so that I could cook Emma some food as she had been on a twelve-hour shift (I’m laughing at the moment while writing this as I spelt shift without the “f” when I first typed it). Alrighty then, I got picked up went to Emma’s to make some food and decided to go out in to town. Hastings is such a small town but nevertheless it can be o.k. and even good sometimes. It really depends what type of people are out and which friends your are with at the time. The way to I think about it is this; I can have a poor time whether I’m in London, Ibiza, Brighton or Hastings etc. But I only have a great time if I’m with the right people. Anyway the night was good with a trip to a bar and then a club. Once again I was throwing shapes faster than the DJ could pull the sleeve off the records and it wasn’t long before we headed home. Naturally the obligatory meeting Emma’s ex, speaking to a drunk and having an arm-wrestle with a navy seal was had but I’ll keep those stories off the blog. Some people say I expose myself on here and that I am too open. Well I do filter things, I try not to be too specific, but it is about me and I am an open guy. Saying that I’m aware of the term think before you speak…do I use it all the time? Do I hell!
Right so we’ve got Friday summed up let’s talk about Saturday evening. Emma had a little party and basically I got to see her friends, which was great. It’s been a long time since I knew Emma and friends tell you a lot about a person, so with that in mind I would like to say I’m sorry to all of you who regard me as your friend (that went out to about two people – my mum and brother – and they don’t even read my bloody blog!). Where was I? Ah yes the evening of friends and family! Yes family. Emma’s mum came to the party to. She’s a lovely lady and very interesting to talk to. I was always a little scared of Sally when I was first going out with Emma. Now though it’s great. Look forward to seeing her again. My mother also turned up as well! It was great to see her so confidant once again talking to strangers. It took a lot for my mum to drive during the dark and talk to people she never has met before. I am so proud of her doing that. Well done!
Then there was Lisa, Emma’s sister. She’s a funny girl and I mean that in the comedy sense. I do like her and look at her sometimes as a little sister. She is so strong minded and yet so fragile inside. She makes me want to pick her up and tell her everything will be all right even though there is nothing wrong with her. During the evning we kepty winding each other up and it was great fun. Scarily but ever so nice, that evening was the first time our families had properly met socially. From all accounts it went well – and me? Well I hope I made a good impression to not only Emma and her family but also her friends….But c’mon how could I ever fail? (sorry had to add that it would be to soft otherwise!)
