Life

A Letter to my BFF

Dear Charlotte, Char, Chaz, Charlie, MusicManic9812 (AKA all of your aliases),

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HAPPY 25th! Can you believe you are a quarter of a century old? Baring in mind that we were CONVINCED at thirteen that by 25 we’d be married, living in a big ole’ house with loads of animals, LIVING THA DREAM. That didn’t turn out quite as we’d planned. Buuut, you are now a awesome successful codebreaker, living it up in London and are still (23ish years after we met) one of the best people I know. Here’s a couple (25 to be exact) reasons why you’re my best friend:

1 // That time when we went on ‘duck patrol’ to save the local ducks. From what? I STILL DON’T KNOW.

2 // When we were obsessed with Dr. Who and were convinced that a llama we saw at a zoo was a WERE-LLAMA. Because obviously, werewolves were just too darn mainstream.

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3 // Same day as the were-llama encounter. I vommed in your dad’s brand new car after having one too many slushies. Sorry Char’s dad. Sorry Char for creating your lifelong fear of sick.

4 // When you made us walk home in a thunder and lightning storm.

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5 // Watching Bridget Jones’ Diary. Watching the specific extra from Bridget Jones’ Diary with young Bridget drinking wine and thinking she was the COOLEST. PERSON. EVER!!

6// Going trick-or-treating dressed as chavs. (AKA painted our faces orange and wearing tracksuits).

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7 // You chucking my pudding on the floor at lunchtime, me retaliating by picking it up and shoving it in your face (SO MATURE), you having a serious reaction to the pudding, your eye swelling up, and you SWEARING to the teacher that an unknown person chucked a chip at your face and not dobbing me in. #signsoftruefriendship

8 // Us biting eachother’s hand to see how much pain we could take (I still have the scar)

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9 // Going clubbing at 18. You realising that I hated clubbing and driving me home at 12, without complaint.

10 // Walking Sadie.

11 // Going to the park with Jazz (at night!) to take photos of our non-school uniform outfits.

12 // GIN.

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13 // Being stuck together like glue on every Brownie trip/holiday/forced outing.

14 // Wasting SOMANYNIGHTS on msn. Perfecting user names, photos, descriptions.

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15 // Ditto with Bebo, My Space.

16 // The fact that we were always starting our diet ‘tomorrow’.

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17 // Always ending up on the weird part of youtube…

18 // When I shoved your eye into a telescope, thinking it would be funny. It wasn’t funny. SOZ ABOUT THAT! Side note: what did I have against your eyes?!

19 // When we started our own animal funeral business. (Your ma was SO weirded out!)

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20 // Spending NYE watching our parents getting gradually drunker, then retiring to bed to watch Lee Evan’s latest stand-up show. Do you remember that walk we had on New Years Day when your pa got into an argument with that guy? “LEAVE IT DAD, HE’S NOT WORTH IT!”

21 // Being obsessed with our hamsters for all of two seconds before realising we actually had to look after them.

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22 // My awful gift giving. The hedgehog statue wielding an axe was the creme de la creme.

23 // Always leaving our £1 face masks on too long, having an itchy red face for DAYYYYS.

24 // That time that you started your own business, buying sweets and then selling them to kids at school for more. KID GENIUS! (but you always gave me some for free).

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25 // The fact that you are unfailingly hilarious, generous and kind, regularly make me snort with laughter and are ALWAYS there for me when I need you. You are the best friend, and I hope you have the best birthday.

Love,

Laura xxx

 

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