I recently posted a blog for the first time in two months having let things slip on here due to other commitments – you can read my dazzling come back post here – https://pauldancewriter.com/2019/09/30/so-anyway-where-was-i/
It’s not that I don’t have things to say but I do tend to have difficulty in planning my time effectively. I seem to focus on one or two things in my life at a time and let all other aspects suffer. It’s a trait I’m trying to work on as I feel it does affect things at times. The main thing this behaviour affects is friendships. The longer I have been away from the UK the more love I have for my friends that are scattered across the UK. From Manchester, to London and Newcastle via Wales, I am lucky to have friends who I consider to be the finest of people. I’m a lucky man.
But even though distance has in some ways strenghtened my feelings for my friends, the time apart and my focus on settling into life over here has been to the cost of staying more in touch with them.
Look At Me, Please.
I was never one for big groups, I fall into the catagory of seeing one or two friends at a time and having a good old natter rather than being in groups of people (I havent analysed this too much but I think it has something to do with the fact that in smaller groups I can get more attention!)
I wasn’t always adverse to groups of people but after being bed bound for so long a few years back, I’ve found it difficult to engage in groups. Also, while I was bed bound I spent 98% of my time watching Netflix and not speaking – it is remarkable how quickly you can lose the skill of actually having a conversation. Not only that, it takes a certain level of confidence to relax in a conversation and take it from me, that confidence can soon evaporate. The first handful of times I ventured out from my bed to meet friends consisted of me having to feel the need to apologise for my incredible dull topics of conversation (“Have you watched ‘insert name of box set’ on Netflix?”)
(As a side note, I think having spent six months watching nothing but Netflix is why I don’t seem to want to watch TV as much as I used to).
So What Is This Blog Post About?
The answer to that is simple. I don’t know, really.
But after posting my incredibly witty and Pulitzer award winning worthy blog two days ago I recieved some lovely messages from my favourite people in the blogging world, The Travel Architect and Rivergirl. Now, when I say ‘lovely messages’ what I actually I mean is, they took the piss out of me and scolded me for not writing for a long while and (I think more likely) for not reading their posts during my time away. But it was and is this kind of banter that I have missed (from the two of them and from my friends back in the UK). My thanks to them for the warn banter on my return to this blog and for being bothered, I promise I will catch up on your posts!!
When I started blogging I just saw it as a way to practice my writing and document my time here. I didn’t see it as a way to make friends…but flip me, that is what has gone and happened!
As for my friends in the UK, I miss them all, sometimes terribly, but I am getting on one of those big birds in the sky on Saturday and parking my arse in Manchester for three weeks. So, plenty of time for some warn hearted piss taking.
No, Seriously, What Is This Blog About?
So, if this post is about anything…and I don’t want to state the bleeding obvious, it’s this…friendships are bloody brilliant. Is this post cheesy enough for you yet? It’s cheese wrapped in cheese with a side order of cheese and cheese sauce. Sure, friends can be frustrating at times (I know I can be) but when all is said and done, the best ones will always be there,even if you’re three thousand miles away and, thankfully, even if you go awol for a couple of months.