I’d heard about people doing this before and had cringed at the mere thought.
I saw it happen in a tv show; it was awful; truly, truly awful.
Now I’ve done it, I can confirm that the reality is just as bad.
Yesterday I was at a Christening of a long-time friend. His daughter has had her first child, and has asked me to be Godfather. I’m so pleased and honoured that I’m writing about it soon.
At the after celebration, it was a chance to catchup with friends I hadn’t seen in a while.
The wife of a guy I used to work with was standing to one side, wearing a gorgeous maxi dress and enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. I smiled at her, she smiled back. I then tilted me head, and adopted a curious look.
I made my way over, expression fixed.
Oooh I say, something I should know? I asked.. she looked puzzled.
Are congratulations in order? I asked.
‘Oh right!’ she said, catching on…
‘No; just too much pizza and pie over the summer’
Now I’m on Ebay looking for a time machine.