Day 183 - boop boop

What a pleasure; what a relief! The hen weekend was such a success. I met so many lovely people who I'm excited to see again. I laughed a huge amount. The games we ended up doing were just right, and not too much for anyone. There was lots of togetherness and no complaint when people wanted to be alone. There was not a shred of bitching or bickering among 10 women, in total, most of whom had never met, thrown together for two full days. 


I personally am very grateful for the presence of a blissed-out, very pleasing baby with masses of curiosity and penchant for Marilyn Monroe. His mum found him last night, unaware that she was there, looking up at the poster of her, smiling and chuckling, fully in conversation, so it seemed. I really enjoyed being a brief aunty to that lovely baby, and I admired his mother's approach. So much love and tenderness combined with a committed down-to-earthness and ease, leaving him comfortably with any one of the collected women. His calm, comfortable nature was a sign of her lovely mothering.


This weekend, it felt to me like we were cells in a petri dish. We swirled and danced around each other; multiplied and became fewer. Sometimes the cell in the spotlight would dance off and other cells, just as important, but different, would take over. I'm now very excited about Ether Lilley chaging hm an


I realise I may have to write this again in the morning. My brain has turned to pudding.