14 March 2014

well, I just want to say that it happened


One last, fast blog post at this table, in this house. 

The bowl and the spoon I get to keep though. 

Very soon I'm moving out to a new place. On Monday I made Tim and myself a roast chicken that I'd covered liberally in soft butter mixed with hoi sin sauce - it was incredibly excellent, sweet and crispy and salty. But for the final meal I alone had in this house, I felt like berries and cream. Not that there's any actual significance to this, it really is just what I felt like. And probably for the best, imagine if I'd had a sudden craving for proper Beef Wellington or three whole pavlovas or something along those complicated lines while trying to pack everything up into tenuously tensile boxes.

cream rules everything around me 

Frozen berries, left to sit in sugar for a while, with cream poured over. It's not a recipe, it's not even what many would call dinner, but it is wonderful. The slowly defrosting berry juice absorbing a little into the sugar, making a gritty syrup, the cream mellowing the children's chewable vitamin C tang of the still-cold berries as it pools pinkly around them.


This weekend Tim and I are going to have one last party at this place - which might sound bananas for a couple who have just broken up, but it seems right to get together with our friends and acknowledge everything and say farewell to this wonderful apartment where we've had so many amazing parties and times. Rather than vaguely fraying off into separate directions. It feels generous to put a full stop on it, to say well, this chapter might be ending, but it happened. Not saying this is what everyone should do, but it works for us.

Also we have lots of partly-drained bottles of alcohol so it's easier to invite round lots of people to help us finish them. It's both stoically convivial and also saves us one more decision.

"Le Portfolio De Spice Girls Femme" - while packing I found this notebook that I purchased with my own pocket money in 1998 specifically for drawing pictures of the Spice Girls in. 

Next time you see me it'll be in my new place, where for the first time since January 2006, Tim and I will not be living together. Interesting times. I'm also looking forward to nuzzling into my new place till it feels like home. For all this talk of new chapters and stuff a lot will not change but it will be bittersweet and strange and undoubtedly tough and excellent in ways I haven't even considered.

Oh! In case you're like Laura, what is up but also what is going down, what's with all this aggressively poignant talk of moving out? Kindly see my previous blog post. On that note, Julie Andrews sweeping her arms wide open upon a hill demonstrably alive with the sound of music could not convey the gratitude I feel at the utter radness of so many people after my last post. Some super lovely words have been said by both friends and strangers to Tim and I and it's just...so kind. I mean if anyone was to be properly horrible about it then I'd know they weren't a nice person to begin with, but it's still monumentally heartwarming to be softly blanketed in so much niceness. Especially when I've been packing my stuff into boxes all week and still haven't really finished in the slightest and it's a bit like one of those dreams where it's suddenly xmas day and you haven't organised any presents or you need to catch a plane to Paris in ten minutes and you don't know how you're getting to the airport. Also, in the interests - for once! - of this not being one-sided, I'd like to reiterate that Tim is also going through a lot and continues to be so great, we're gonna be best friends for life, despite being in a hugely challenging situation, and not just because he got to keep all the White Stripes vinyl, but because there's no other way we could be.


Fresh fringe trim and tinted brows: it's amazing how such simple things can have a great effect on...well, my selfie productivity, if nothing else.

Anyway, time for me to move (ditheringly around the flat with breathtaking inefficiency and as soon as the movers arrive realise exactly what I should have packed and how.)
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title from: Nearly Midnight, Honolulu by Neko Case. Tim and I and what felt like every friend we have went to see her in concert last night and it was one of the very, very best gigs I've ever been to. Her voice just makes my blood fizz in my veins...oh and also the crowd was really cool and not pushy and she started bang on time which this grumpy lazy so-and-so appreciates hugely. 
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Music lately:

Antonique Smith, Hold Up Wait A Minute (Woo Woo). This broadway babe (and also recognisable as Faith Hill in the movie Notorious) has a killer voice the size of a killer whale. This song is so snappy and sassy and I love it.

Watercolours' new EP Portals. Hot damn it is dreamy.
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Next time: well we'll see what I come up with once I manage to unpack my boxes of kitchen stuff, yeah? 

5 comments:

  1. Have a gorgeously wonderful party - what a fab way to farewell a huge chapter of your life. Really really awesome :)

    Wildly jealous that you saw Neko Case last night. We were sitting here wishing we were there too!

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  2. In the words of NKOTB (among others), "let's go out with a bang." Have a bitchin' fare-thee-well party!

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  3. I didn't see your previous post. I am so sorry! Good luck with the move and the next phase of your life.

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  4. There's ain't no party like an S Club Party!

    No, that's not it. Maybe:

    This is how we party / fooling with your body!

    Nope, not that either.

    I'm comin' up so you better get this party started!

    Oh, I give up. I'm all confused.

    What I mean is: SMOOCHIES. I hope your party is the perfect, FEELINGSy, love-filled, dance-mad, stinging, gorgeous, wonderful, incandescent farewell to an incredible period of all of your lives. Here's to the next magic chapter. xoxo

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  5. I'm a bit behind on my blog reading, so I just saw your update. Wowsers! Though I don't know you in real life, you seem an awesome person, and I want to wish you all the best with these dramatic events! x

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