A dedication to my childhood friend

My favourite friend when I was a little girl at school had blond hair, like me. She was a little bit short, like me. And we were always together. People used to mix us up.

One time we swapped shoes for fun at breaktime and forgot to swap them back. Our parents were quite annoyed at us when we went home with the wrong shoes on.

We used to play with two dinosaur shaped erasers, one blue and one green. The game we played consisted of us burying the dinosaurs at break time then coming back at lunch time and digging them up. It was a pretty good game, if I remember rightly. We were about six years old and inseparable.

When we were about nine or ten, my favourite friend said she was moving away. They were moving Wales, which was the other side of the world for all I knew! I now know that it was essentially just down the road, a few hours at most. But then, it was the most far away place I could imagine. I was pretty gutted.

A few years of letter-writing later and we planned a visit. My mum drove a friend and I to her house and we stayed overnight. It was hilarious. We ‘made’ a Ouija board and made out we were terrified of looking in the mirror at midnight. We giggled and pulled our stuff into the front room, away from the mirrors, to sleep.

A few years later, my friend came to Liverpool to stay over. Another friend was there too and we had great fun. The next visit was a few years later, when my friend came to look at the university in Liverpool on an open day.

Then I left for Africa and lost contact with most people. I then went to university in Glasgow for a bit and one day, I decided to try texting her old phone number. She was still using it! Amazing! A bit of catch up and lunch in Liverpool next time I was back re-established the friendship.

Next thing I knew, I was back and forth travelling quite a bit before settling into a different course in London and we start emailing again. She’s in Thailand, teaching! Perfect. I had just started sponsoring a little girl in Viet Nam and was really keen to visit her. So I planned a trip to see my little sponsor girl in Viet Nam and my friend in Thailand. It was one of the best trips I’ve ever been on. It was such fun.

The next year, after she had returned to England, I went back to Asia with a friend and she came for two weeks of our trip. That was in 2007. She moved to Hungary for a few years next.

I don’t think we’ve seen each other since then. We’ve been friends a long time now. Over twenty years. I don’t think I’ve known anyone (excluding family) for that long!

And then, a few months ago, my friend Facebooked. She had a place on a postgraduate course at my old university, down the road!

This is very exciting. For a whole year, my childhood best friend will be living down the road, instead of across the world.

Tonight, she is coming for dinner. I am preparing a feast. When I get excited, I cook. I hope I don’t burn everything now, in a frenzy of excitement and forgetfulness.

16 responses to this post.

  1. This made me smile. I hope you have a great evening – it probably wont matter if you do burn some of it πŸ™‚


  2. Posted by TraceyLynnTobin on September 25, 2012 at 08:59

    Your little story was a nice way to start the day. πŸ™‚ It’s nice to see people managing to stay in contact like that over the course of such a long period of time. I’ve completely lost touch with most of my childhood friends so I really envy the relationship you’ve managed to keep up. πŸ™‚ Hope you and your friend have an AWESOME time together over the next year!


    • We had such a lovely time. We’re already planning dinner for next week again! Maybe I won’t cook on such a grand scale again, though. That could get pricey! It is amazing that we’ve known each other so long and that, after living down the road from each other when we were 7, we’re now down the road from each other again, in a totally different place, when we’re 27!


  3. Posted by pamasaurus on September 25, 2012 at 13:11

    Have fun tonight! Sometimes people are just meant to be in our lives. I love those simple, easy friendships where you can go months/years without seeing or talking and then pick back up like nothing happened!


  4. Posted by Alex Jones on October 25, 2012 at 08:13

    Thats a wonderful friendship that lasts time and distance.


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  6. Posted by Naomi on November 17, 2012 at 11:10

    Laura, I hadn’t read this till now!!
    So many good memories :)))) Particularly swapping the shoes!
    I do remember the oujia board and then Penny Willis: ‘May we enter the world of Penny Willis?’ Hahaha xxx


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