12/2/2023 0 Comments Cure cheese livejournalOn the front stage, all day, every day, there is an interchangeable man with a guitar playing The Beatles. A little girl celebrating a 9th birthday. American and Japanese tourists taking photos and buying t-shirts. Inside, there was a family-friendly party atmosphere. There's a fee for entry now (£5 or £7.50 if you want to come and go all day) which makes sense. I hadn't been to the Cavern for a few years. Then we went to the Cavern and spent three hours drinking beer and watching live music. The time went by and I didn't notice that two hours had past. At the docks, we got a coffee and sat in the sun looking at the river. Manchester city centre doesn't really have anything nice like green spaces or a waterfront. We ate a packed lunch in a public garden opposite the museum. It was a paid exhibit so it was quieter that other parts of the museum the children on their half-term holiday were all elsewhere looking at fish or dinosaur skeletons. We stopped in at an exhibition about Greek gods at the World museum. The Solicitor took a day off work and we rode a train to Liverpool to extend the Bank Holiday Weekend. I feel like Bridget Jones, attending the ruby wedding of the parents of a sexy lawyer. A thing who has met my family and told me I’m invited to his parents’ ruby wedding party next weekend. There’s nothing complicated or risky or scary about a ‘thing’. I’m still not calling it a relationship, it’s still a ‘thing’. And somehow, just like that, I’ve managed to find a boyfriend who is normal, who hasn’t yet run away. But I couldn’t have asked for today to have been any better. Nobody chooses to acknowledge my former life as a cougar. My Dad seemed very interested in Tom’s former life as an academic. Tom talked to my Dad about their mutual supporting of Stockport County, and then there was a whole-family effort to finish the Guardian crossword. My family are blind to my dating history from the past couple of years and they were never really onboard with my previous choice of the Fireman so I wasn’t really sure how it would go. He hadn’t been nervous at all but I had been. My Dad did a BBQ that we ate under the gazebo because, even though the weather was mild, the rain had started again. (Smaug ordered the bike accessory, I had no idea what it was). Me and Smaug had bought my Dad a ‘The Who’ t-shirt and an accessory for his bike. As I’d met his family the other week, it was only fair because my Mother was desperate. Today was Fathers Day and Tom came to dinner to meet my family. I like plants but I’m not very good with them the palm in my living room that I’ve had for five years seems to be dying and I’m hoping I can somehow bring it back to life. This week his Mum erected some window boxes on his balcony so now there are flowers. He has an antique wardrobe and all-white bed sheets. The lightning illuminated the exposed brick walls of his bedroom. The night was sticky and we were awoken by the thunder. The heatwave and the storms have continued. The Isle of Wight Festival was on TV in the background while we separated the edge pieces from the ordinary ones. I leant him the jigsaw because he likes puzzles and doing things with his hands stops him from being tempted to smoke (he’s very successfully giving up after a habit that lasted decades). Afterwards we started the Fred Dibnah jigsaw at Tom’s flat. We decided to get the house wine to drink, the logic being that the night would probably not have been improved by ordering a £40 bottle of wine as opposed to a £26 bottle. My favourite was the charcuterie board that came with honey to dip all of the goodies in. Even at 4.45, every table was full and people inquiring at the door were being turned away. We had to book an early table because the place is so popular. His sister had bought him a voucher for his birthday. On Saturday (last night) I went out with Tom (the Solicitor) to El Gato Negro, a fancy tapas restaurant on King Street in town. Life and the world are almost unrecognisable now. I have very happy memories of that job and that time in my life. On the drive home through the late dusk, late because the longest day of the year is approaching, I took a wrong turn and ended up unintentionally driving past the high school where I had my first job as a teaching assistant, aged 21/22. On Thursday after work I met a couple of friends and we went to watch a screening of the stage version of Fleabag, a one-woman show. As well as a date night with the Solicitor I’ve seen Emma M and Emma K. It’s all good because I really like tapas. I’ve been out for tapas twice this week plus an all-you-can eat Thai buffet.
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