I like a lot of things, of which I will share a few with you now:
Dancing to music circa 1980-1999: this excludes “banging” Ibiza dance tunes where the DJ seems to think the only way to make the song better is to pump the club with dry ice, making you cough and accidentally grope the pensioner next to you on the dance floor who thinks he’s still hip enough to be in such an establishment – come on, even I feel old being out on a Friday night sometimes.
Wearing sexy high heels: usually only when I am going to a place with guaranteed seating as I can’t stand up for long in them, regardless of how attractive they are.
Early X-Files: Season 1-5 in particular. Yes, quite a change from the last 2 statements, but there it is. I also enjoy various other 90s sci-fi shows, namely Buffy, Angel,
Wine: there is a very fine line between love and hate, and this is the relationship I have with wine. I am a rosé drinker by reputation. I love the first glass on a Friday evening after a long week at work. I like being asked “refill?” when I’m only halfway through the glass. I dislike the fact that my hangovers are worse with wine than with any other form of alcohol. I dislike that the calorie content is more than if I were to stick to vodka mixers for the night. But when I’m offered a glass…who am I to refuse?!
Hot Baths and Cold Showers: depending on the weather I find them equally satisfying. I don’t think I need to elaborate. If I do, please let me know!
My friends: without them I would probably be a lot less happy, but a lot more healthy, with less scars and hazy memories.
The guys, Anthony, Tom ,Chris and Ben make me laugh whenever I am around them. They are funny, honest and the most genuine guys you will ever meet. I don’t care if they are blokes.
Leah is the only other girl that regularly joins me and the boys for nights out. I’ve known her since we were 7 and she’s now based in
Sarah has been my friend and confidant for my entire adult life. She has been there for every emotional crisis, celebration and just general need for a friend who will tell you when you look fat and ugly, just because she loves you. She’s moving to
I blame all of these friends for my alcohol and burger consumptions over the years. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
This is just a very brief run down of my likes. There are many others.
Next time: things that piss me off. You won’t be disappointed.