on returning to the real world after a weekend of debauchery i think it is safe to conclude that i am definitely not as capable as handling late nights, drinking games and sleeping in beds that are sized for children as well as i perhaps once was.
the christmas annual reunion went a little something like this:
as we reunite from all over the UK, everyone slowly trickled into the cottage throughout friday evening.
if i'm honest, this is my favourite part as, although there is often initial awkwardness (the 'how have you been?' and 'how's work going?' kind of questions) within five minutes, we're in the lounge laughing and joking as though our uni days were only yesterday.
it gives me a warm feeling inside to know that regardless of the length of time that passes between catch ups, our friendships are as strong as ever.
saturday morning was spent undertaking some serious shopping at the local supermarket and getting this stocked in the kitchen, ready for cooking the christmas meal later that day. when buying for 21 people, its extremely easy to overestimate........
the christmas annual reunion went a little something like this:
as we reunite from all over the UK, everyone slowly trickled into the cottage throughout friday evening.
if i'm honest, this is my favourite part as, although there is often initial awkwardness (the 'how have you been?' and 'how's work going?' kind of questions) within five minutes, we're in the lounge laughing and joking as though our uni days were only yesterday.
it gives me a warm feeling inside to know that regardless of the length of time that passes between catch ups, our friendships are as strong as ever.
saturday morning was spent undertaking some serious shopping at the local supermarket and getting this stocked in the kitchen, ready for cooking the christmas meal later that day. when buying for 21 people, its extremely easy to overestimate........
at this stage, we took a long walk to the nearerst pub where we are usually stared at by 'locals'!
nonetheless, the boys crammed themselves around the tiniest tv in the corner to watch the rugby and the girls were left with some free time to finally have a good old gossip.
once home, the production line begins!
the girls chopped and peeled. the boys spent ages discussing the best way to cook the meat.
typical!
nonetheless, the boys crammed themselves around the tiniest tv in the corner to watch the rugby and the girls were left with some free time to finally have a good old gossip.
once home, the production line begins!
the girls chopped and peeled. the boys spent ages discussing the best way to cook the meat.
typical!
while the food was a'cooking, we all retired to the lounge to watch xfactor.
intense debate regarding perceived level of talent followed.
intense debate regarding perceived level of talent followed.
and then we ate.
the rest of the evening, i'm afraid should and will remain photoless on this blog.
images of my friends reverting back to their 18 year old former selves are never going to be pretty - i fear it may give you the wrong impression of them.
instead, i will leave you with this:
the annual reunion was amazing.
my friends are incredible.
every year, this is the start to my christmas and that makes me very happy indeed.
images of my friends reverting back to their 18 year old former selves are never going to be pretty - i fear it may give you the wrong impression of them.
instead, i will leave you with this:
the annual reunion was amazing.
my friends are incredible.
every year, this is the start to my christmas and that makes me very happy indeed.
5 comments:
A couple of my very best friends live in other states and we dont get to talk very often, buti know that no matter how long time goes by theyre still my PEOPLE
Ummm.. I am so incredibly jealous. I would like to come to the next reunion. :)
Looks so wonderful! I wish my uni friends and I did this.
this sounds like so much fun - what a great tradition! i haven't seen some of my highschool friends in ages... i'm looking forward to our 10 year reunion!
glad you had a fun time!
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