If someone had told me, back when I first started this blog, that nearly three years down the line, I would still be doing it and that I would meet my fiancé through it, I think I would have laughed.

It’s true that I don’t write regularly anymore. Mostly because of circumstance, but also because I wonder if it’s better to write infrequently of things that really matter, or more frequently about pap. The internal debate rages on and I find that my posts are still less prolific and still full of pap and less meaning. But I find myself wanting to write again. Properly.

But my plans are thwarted. Our home compooder broke.

So in the interim I’ve decided to post some links to my favourite pieces of PPQ. And by this, I mean the posts I enjoyed writing the most. You may not like them, you may think they’re overly sentimental or pointless.

But, maybe, just maybe, there may be one teeny thing that you like, or relate to.

I know it’s a cop out, that I should write some new stuff, but well, dem’s the blows.


That was then, this is now

Affinity

Not enough stars

Destiny

'Til tomorrow

Temple

Liar liar

Runaway

Whimsy

Senses

What ifs

Sinnerman

Blind date

Lost

Muse

The littlest things

I am so excited!

We have our tent, our camping chairs, our gas cooker, our bog roll, wellies, kagools....Bonobo and I are off to Latitude and it's my first time camping at a Festival! We are ready for any eventuality.

Don't worry though, I know what you're thinking...a ParanoidPromQueen like me can't slum it for a weekend...it's okay, I won a competition so we'll be in the VIP area! Huzzah!

Have great weekends y'all.

x

I can't remember my reasons for turning down his offer of a date, but something just didn't feel right and so I'd offered him a friendship. He took it, and yeah okay I know, what good is a friendship to someone who wants to see if there's the chance to evolve? I offered anyway.

We'd had such a great night that I was a little giddy with the adrenaline of a n evening with someone you really click with. I was so pleased that he wanted to be friends. So pleased that he was okay with this.

And then he said it. He said these little words that seemed so huge they felt as though they were bearing down on my chest causing my breaths to shorten and my heart to quicken... "For God's sake PPQ you take my breath away."

And then the silence came thundering in.

In that instant all my resolve shattered into a million pieces with the rest of me and floated around in the balmy night sky. And when, a few moments later, I had managed to piece myself together again I relented and agreed to a date.

I remember thinking at the time, that no one had said something as beautiful to me, or taken their heart off their sleeve and handed it to me in their open palm like that. I remember thinking that those words were uttered just for me. That to him, I was special.

That was years ago.

These days I have the better sense to realise that it was a line and that I most probably didn't own the exclusivity on it. You see the delayed benefit of hindsight means that now I know what it is to be so special to someone else that they would never feed you lines, finally, now I recognise true words when they are spoken.