Friends...

I can remember when I was a teenager feeling like I needed friends who could really understand me, people who I could be completely honest with and we'd never fall out. Part of the whole teenage identity crisis thing I guess. Being a bit older now and I have my wonderful wife - best friend in the world! - but I still feel a need for other friends to hang out with who are on a par with the mythical 'Friends' from the eponymous sitcom.

You know what I mean, one makes a mistake but fesses up and all is forgiven, another has a bogey hanging out of their nose and the others point and laugh but they're still friends. I think in the adult world that we all end up in, we develop ways of coping, strategies to get along and survive. All to often these strategies involve maintaining a safe distance from those around us, even those we'd call friends in order to not offend or to keep the status quo.

Well that's quiet enough of that! I shall retreat to a safe distance because 'every thing's fine thanks!'

Things mostly are actually 'fine' but you get my point.

NEWS-Naomi, myself and all the sprogs are at Petworth's 'Fete in the Park' tomorrow. We're both there in work capacity so I'm not sure what the kids will do. Hmmm. I'm there with the Purple Bus bigging up the work i do with the Youth Service and Naomi is selling her bags and things. I'll let you know how it goes.