Back to work and still thinking of the weekend...esp Saturday's party for Donna at Greg's cottage in Keswick.
Had such a blast. As MP puts it, 'I'm the water baby'. I am totally in my element around water. Half a summer's day by it/in it/on it and I'm happy for months into the winter. It was just what I needed and to top all it off, Greg let me drive the boat around YEYYYY....understandably not while dragging the his friend on the tube though(which looked like so much fun, must try next time:)
He is such a sweety, perfect boyfriend material (Donna the lucky lucky girl)....if only we could clone him ...with some Bengali genes as well, if there is such a thing.
Don't get me wrong, I am all about erasing cultural boundaries.....but as we were all sitting around the campfire and Greg was singing 'Hotel California' on his guitar with everyone joining in....I was struck by how much more I would have enjoyed if it was Manna Dey's 'Coffe House er Adda' instead.
Strange how these things hit one at odd moments.