coffee & cream

Maybe because of the work that I do, people have this impression that I have tons of friends. For the record, I do know a fair few number of people and many of these same few people happen to know tons of people; so yeah, by that I have a decently wide cast of aquaintances, of people that I meet and know. But the truth is, I don't keep many friends. I like most people- I won't lie and say there aren't that few that I don't quite like- but I truly am friends only with very few. The inner Cherie circle, as it were is mighty small. Too small for many, just right for me.


So, here's two of my favourite people- of all time. One's been my verbal sparring partner (literally) who's probably been witnesst to some of my most innane/insane stuff- stuff of Cherie legends, way too many late nights of pottering about (she'll get the pun) and of sharing, encouragement and entertainment. The other, well, she's a class act all on her own, leading a life of simple pleasures and high drama- she's simply complicated, and she deserves her own TV show (again, pun intended, those that get it, well, will get it).

And time flew tonight. In a night of tiny hourglasses, a grand search for Nutella and an adventure that led us to a small cove in a tuck-away bit of town. With good friends, good conversations and a lifetime of friendship.

Its about making the effort. Really.

And they have, time and time again.