Saturday night me and my boyfriend went to have dinner with Mark and Julie and it was very nice indeed. They have two beautiful daughters, Katie and Alexandra, who where lovely and funny. The food was good as was the wine, but the company was the best.
My boyfriend Kevin hasn’t always had the best opinion of Julie, mostly because as Marks best friend he heard about the squabbles. Ofcourse the making up and good times were discussed to a far less extent. This coloured his view of Julie. Now he’s finally getting to know her personally and finding her a completley different person from what he had imagined.
I don’t know her too well. I only came to the U.K. less than a year ago and she has always been very kind to me. I admire her taste and knowledge of what is ‘in’. She is also a very good mum. The best I’ve seen in London so far. And the way she goes about raising her children I wonder if I’ll meet a better one soon. If you can even say such things about people. What also speaks in her favour is that she never refused Kevin to enter her home. She’s always been kind and nice to him. I bet that her persistence not to enter into the ordeal was her biggest strenght. Anyway that’s enough about that subject. I had a great time and so did everyone else I dare say. My bf is the best ever!! Julie mentioned going to a handmade crafts fair and he said he was sure I would like to go too. Before I knew it he had arranged for us to go with them the next day.
So we went to the Weald of Kent Craft Show at Weald of Kent Craft Show. I played the tourist on the way over there. Comming from an country that is as flat as a pancake I’m thrilled to see hills. To me they are a source of endless admiration. So foreign to my mind that I constantly went ooooeeehh and aaaahhh. Kent is indeed very lovely in spring. When we got there I was happy as can be. On these nice grounds of a country estate several large tents where raised filled with handcrafted materials. As I’m still on a tight budget and I already bought a lot I only bought one thing: a basket to get flowers and/or veg from the garden. One of those old English style ones. It was handmade on the spot (mine was already made, they where working on the next one). I’ve always wanted one of these. It reminds me of Pride and Prejudice the BBC series. Where Lizzy and Jane are in the garden picking flowers. Jane leaves and their mother comes to Lizzy and asks if she knows how Jane is. In the meantime she attacks the flower bush with a pair of secateurs. Great scene.



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