Having been invited round for tea with Richard and Fiona, I finally met Sven and his lovely girlfriend Bryony tonight. Well, to be completely correct about it, I met Sven for the first time and Bryony, apparently, for the second time, because it seems she actually came round my flat once a couple of years ago for a party we had, but I had no idea who she was then; apparently she knew a friend of my flatmate’s, or something. The world truly is a strange, small place.
Also, I spent nearly all of this evening with my shirt on inside out, but insisted that it wasn’t. It was, of course. I hope I didn’t look foolish.
Glad that you had fun
You got to meet Sven and Bryony?
Lucky duck.
Somewhat belated, but I was great to finally meet you.
You look exactly as I’d imagined you would as well. Spooky.