Date Wednesday 14 June Time 6.00pm
My thoughts and reflections:
Have spent the day fielding messages and calls from Mum and Arrie.
Arrie: WTF? You can’t cancel last minute. It’s not a pot luck, it’s a christening, Alice.
Mum: Darling, have just had horrific run-in with Barbara Cavendish in the co-op and she says you’re pulling out of the christening for work! Absolutely not, Alice. You’ll ruin her seating plan. Penelope’s your old school-friend. Also I’ve told everyone you’re bringing someone?
Arrie: If you’re coming for Astrid and Aziz’s leaving party the very next day it looks even ruder.
I’d completely forgotten about that leaving party. Fuck…
Me: I may not be able to make that either, unfortunately.
Arrie: Don’t be so bloody selfish, Alice.
Mum: You are not missing your own sister’s farewell do, Alice Carver. Think of how Astrid will feel. Not an option.
‘So, you have to see Matthew Lloyd either way?’ checked Drunk Stephen.
‘Pretty much. If I want to keep my family.’
‘Well then,’ said Drunk Stephen, ‘the only thing I can suggest is that you do both events in style, and that I come with you.’
I am letting go of:
The fact that Drunk Stephen looked at me and said ten days wasn’t a lot to work with.