I said Fuck Everything And Run.

I ran to Blogger.

I love it there.

Come and find me at www.slytherinheadgirl.com

Moring my loveliest lot!

Got back from France yesterday and have many exciting things to blog – photos too. Kept a journal while I was away which I will transcribe, but I have to wait to get a new phone to slavage the photos from my memory card, because Miss Ever-So-Clever here managed to drop her phone down the toilet and it refuses to play ever since

Here’s one I had the prescence of mind to send to my email before the toilet dousing incident!

Butterfly on the wall of our kitchen. How lovely.

LOLZ!!!11!11

Slytherin Head Mime…

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From the other night, when I ran away to the circus with my dear Dandy Kitty

A number of people have been asking about a certain someone in my life, and I think it is only fair that I tell all

Let me take you back 10 years, to a time when the Slytherin Head Girl was but a sweet and innocent little girl of 17, wide-eyed and fresh-faced.  She met a boy at college called Phil and they fell in love as only teenagers can – it was all sweetly passionate, joined-at-the-hip, forever and ever!  But of course, these things don’t tend to go that well, not when you’re both as angsty as we were.  Quite frankly, I don’t think we were very good for eachother and it was all destined to end badly…and end badly it did.

Oh, the horror!  Oh, the heartbreak!  Oh, the feeling like nothing else mattered, I will never love again!

*ahem*

So, yes, time passed and things moved on, and we didn’t speak to eachother for…10 years.  His memory faded, and I admit, I even forgot his last name.

Now imagine that your favourite Head Girl is sitting in the beer garden of a club in Cardiff, having gone to visit her dear friend Jeremy, and across the way from her is a table with a group of young people sitting at it…and one of them looks familier.  He has blonde dreads and glasses, but his face rings a bell…

I mentioned this to Jeremy and eventually, after trying to place him, I remembered his name.  Jeremy, being slightly drunker and much braver than me got up and strode over to the table where he was sitting.

“Excuse me, are you called Phil?”

“Yes…”

“Did you know a girl called Chloë?”

“Yes…why?!”

“She’s over there!”

We hugged and I squealed quite a lot and smiled and we talked for ages, catching up.  How odd is that?

The short version is that after a while, we realised that actually, we still fancy eachother as much as we did when we were lust-drunk teens, but the best part is that we’ve both grown up into great peopl, all the while keeping the bits of our personalities that we liked about eachother in the first place

I can’t quite explain how happy I am, and how smiley I’ve been for a while now.  Fate?  Maybe   And as for him living in Cardiff…well…he’s moving to Brighton in a short while to start his new job.

*bounce*

KITTEH SNUGGLE

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So!

Our gorgeous cat Celia is with child! Cute little Vincenzo Noir and Celia Of The Big White Face are going to have little kittens of their very own, on or around the 4th May, if my calculations are correct. This is all terribly exciting, and quite nerve-wracking too…but ultimately, very exciting

*bounce*

Updates as they happen!

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Look what turned up on my desk at work on Friday!

No-one has ever sent me flowers at work before *blush*

Half a dozen gorgeous red roses which I fully intend to dry and keep forever

If it is still this bad in the morning, I will go to the Doctors for a tetanus shot.

Evil Biatch… *grr*