I've had a bit of fun the past week. An old friend who now lives in Melbourne came to stay for a couple of nights (we met each other in Standard 4 (27 years ago!)). We shopped for my wedding shoes (found some (below)), listened to Beachouse and Charlotte Gainsbourg, made sumptuous pinenut, blue cheese and caramelised onion pizzas, watched Valentino (second time for me, it's so good), and taste-tested numerous bottles of pinot noir for the wedding, which actually got very confusing.
Prior to him arriving a girlfriend asked what I was up to for the weekend, so I told her I had a good friend coming to stay. "Male or female?" she quizzed. "Male' I replied". "And is Brendan okay with that?", she asked surprisingly.
Little innocent me is thinking 'what the?! Why wouldn't he be?'. Besides the fact that despite 'going round with each other' (remember that term?!) when we were 10, he is quite gay now (lives with his boy in Melbourne). We just like a lot of the same stuff, like sewing and design and art and music and we can just gas on like two girls might about fashion and craft and food (sometimes he so much better than me).
So as my girlfriend and I spoke, she told me that some years ago she and her husband made a pact that each would never put themselves in a position where one was alone with a member of the opposite sex. Trying to get a grasp of what she meant, I ran a scenario past her "so, for example, if I needed a ride home from your house after a group dinner, [her husband] wouldn't be able to take me?". "Nope' she replied". Not to judge, but that sounds like it would make life pretty damn hard to me.
I guess if Brendan had an old friend, who just happened to be a girl, come to stay I might feel a bit funny about it at first but he and I trust each other and I would make the best of the situation. And Brendan excelled in being the perfect host while this old friend stayed. Cool.
Prior to him arriving a girlfriend asked what I was up to for the weekend, so I told her I had a good friend coming to stay. "Male or female?" she quizzed. "Male' I replied". "And is Brendan okay with that?", she asked surprisingly.
Little innocent me is thinking 'what the?! Why wouldn't he be?'. Besides the fact that despite 'going round with each other' (remember that term?!) when we were 10, he is quite gay now (lives with his boy in Melbourne). We just like a lot of the same stuff, like sewing and design and art and music and we can just gas on like two girls might about fashion and craft and food (sometimes he so much better than me).
So as my girlfriend and I spoke, she told me that some years ago she and her husband made a pact that each would never put themselves in a position where one was alone with a member of the opposite sex. Trying to get a grasp of what she meant, I ran a scenario past her "so, for example, if I needed a ride home from your house after a group dinner, [her husband] wouldn't be able to take me?". "Nope' she replied". Not to judge, but that sounds like it would make life pretty damn hard to me.
I guess if Brendan had an old friend, who just happened to be a girl, come to stay I might feel a bit funny about it at first but he and I trust each other and I would make the best of the situation. And Brendan excelled in being the perfect host while this old friend stayed. Cool.
