How to say this?

Do you think it was a veiled request asking you to back off? Does she want some space with this bloke?

No, I really don’t think so. She would have said if that were the case. She’s not one to fence things or give inscrutable womanly hints. I’ll know a bit more tonight after I’ve spoken to her.

Right–been on the phone to Kim.

She said that she mentioned our weekend of merriment to Bob, just in conversation, saying –lying– that it was going to be at mine, but a day or two later it came out that it was actually going to be in Kimtown, (how?) and he invited himself over for a night.

Kim says that he’s an old friend and it was difficult to say no. I’m surprised at Kim for that–usually she’s straightforward to a fault. However, she reckons it’s quite likely that he won’t actually turn up, as he’s quite disorganised.

I said that to be honest, I’d rather have had her to myself, but that I am quite capable of being amiable and sociable when required and I will go into it with an open mind and at least from my side everything will go smoothly.

Which is all very well to say now, but on the wrong side of an insufflated smorgasbord of Refreshers and Spangles (right side, surely?–Ed.), it’s more difficult to be urbane.

I’m fucked off about this. The other card I could play, if it’s not working out, would be to leave them to it that night and say I really ought to pop over for a couple of hours to my parents, who live about 30 miles from Kimtown. Mind you that’d mean I’d have to face my Mum and Dad when I’m off my face, which evokes a vista of a catastrophe too dreadful even to imagine.

You know I read your posts and marvel at your complicated life - with a huge amount of jealousy and regret - my life has rare if ever had this level of intrigue - I couldn’t have coped if it had frankly.

I can’t offer advice only admire from a distance!

Word very is raz - which is apt… also second spooky one today so far…. queue Hitchcock music and a sinister shadow at the patio door

You could pop over for a couple of hours to your parents or you could put your head on a train track.

I’m with Graham. I live vicariously through these posts. My life might be satisfying, but it’ll never be this exciting or complicated (in the good way) again.

Oh dear, these are the joys of not being able to say NO -I mean Kim-. Does she really know how much spending the weekend of your 50th birthday with her means to you? I just hope the guy doesn’t show this weekend.

Me too Leni. It’s not this weekend though, this weekend is going to be ace–full reports later. The gang are landing in a few hours for for Kitty and Chris’s birthdays do here at number 44, then straight afterwards, tomorrow, me and Trina are off to a weekend of house music in the Detroit of Lancashire – Leyland.

it’s good that you were able to be honest with Kim… and i’m sure she was being honest as well. Suspect it’s her ‘old friend’ who is being a bit disingenuous - throwing the proverbial poo in the punchbowl, and probably quite deliberate.

Any news about Kim’s friend?

I don’t wish him any specific harm but that before he takes the train to Kimtown he gets trapped in a room with a zombie or is abducted by an alien spacecraft.

DF–well, I don’t know the bloke so I don’t know what his intentions are. I do however, know that it is not on to invite yourself along like that.

HYY–no not yet – the weekend I’m talking about won’t happen till towards the end of March. Thank you for the wishes about his fate. I’m hoping he will be as unreliable as Kim has told me he can be.

ooh I feel your pain…..good luck with banishing the irritation…..open heart open mind who knows where it might lead!!

The good bit of weekends spent with Kim is that neither of us has to be on best social behaviour. It’s a time when we don’t have to perform the tiresome social niceities. I really hope he’s terribly ill that weekend.