An Open Letter To My Closest Friends


I know it is hard to judge what I am thinking a lot of the time. Even for some of you who have known me over 15 years you still probably wonder what goes on in that little head of mine. Most of the time to be honest I am thinking about how fascinating I find Octopus or when I can eat more crumpets, but sometimes I am also thinking how much I appreciate having you all in my life.

I may despise touching people (until I am drunk in which case you actually can’t get me off of you) and I may prefer sarcasm and abuse to actually telling you how much I care about you but it doesn’t make it any less true. You have been with me through some of the funniest times of my life (locking our maths teacher out of the room, getting drunk in fields on £9.99 bottles of vodka, me falling down a ditch at caravan club, Jades minging poncho, breaking my foot in Greece and having my toe sewn back on in Greece – which wasn’t funny at the time) and also some of the hardest times of my life like losing my Nan.

Although I am pretty busy lately with work and some of you are abroad working and others have families to look out for it doesn’t mean I am not thinking of you and thanking my lucky stars I have special people I can vent to in the group chat after a stressful day. I always know that if we don’t see each other for a while but when we do it will be like no time has passed and we will be abusing each other like the pro’s that we are and chatting about the time Linda turned all the lights off and escaped from our after school I.T lesson. I still dread to think what some of our browser history’s looks like after some of the shit we Google when we are together and I still don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget the saying “she’s got the personality of a Gerbil that has been up someones Arse” (I still use it actually Toni and it has come in handy the last few weeks).

Luckily I still get to see some of you often, even all of my special ones that I worked abroad with who live all over the country. We’ve been together through weddings, funerals, baby showers, holidays, nights out, nights in and trips to Tropical Wings where you instruct me “Kel, look after all of the kids for a minute while we have a fag”. I know I can be a pain in the arse. You have all looked after me more times than I remember and probably have stopped me getting beaten up around 150 times, but that just makes it all the more meaningful to me that you stick around.

There are so many special things about friendship, but the best part is that it exists in the first place.


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