Farewell to my fave married couple

This week has been shittest week I can recall in my 25 years of baneful existence.

The icing on the what's now droopy proverbial cake manifested itself in the departure of one of my fave friends and her hubby - whom I equally favour, especially since I now have the pleasure of owning his car. On that note, watch out world, there will be one extra terror on the road. Disturbing thought for some I am no doubt sure.

So Fiona/YDG will soon become a permanent fixture on the shores of our majesty's estate. So what's the big deal since she will only be gone for 18 months? 18 months is nothing as they all say. Perhaps I am just a sentimental schmuck (mostly likely the case), but true, happy-go-lucky friends are hard to come by. Especially ones that live in the city and provide free medical supplies ;p I never have a dull moment when in her company. Engaging conversations (with or without Tooheys Old), lots of laughs and positive vibes are always common themes. And as far as being a reliable, concerned friend - she has always been my infallible voice of reason. I guess being in the 'mature' age category helps when imparting advice on relatively younger, seemingly incapable friends ;p

So there was my little blurb, hope you enjoyed it Fiona.
I am sure you will maximise every moment efficiently. I have no doubts that the UK will be every bit the adventure you imagined it to be - especially when we get there.

Somehow I have a slight suspicion that your $2,100 winnings at the casino (from ONE spin on the pokies) bodes well for your time in London. Thanks for the pity money by the way ;p

BON VOYAGE!

PS: Did you leave Parissa to me in your will?