Waugh talks about a party in the early hours of the morning:
"There were about a dozen people left at the party; that hard kernal of gaiety that never breaks."
I like that. It's very apt, we have held a few parties in our time, and there is always the group that stays behind after everyone else leaves, in the wee hours. It's usually the best part of the party, by that stage you are worn out, the hosts have usually changed out of their party clothes and into trackies, at least three people are drinking tea. Conversations are free and photos sordid but the experience binds you all together, at least until the next party.
About Me
- biblion
- Optimistic, disorganised, thoughtful, self-sufficient, undisciplined, absent-minded, uncreative, generous. I hate duets where the couple look at each other. I love peeling babybel cheeses more than eating them. I hate showers but love baths. I let plants die in my house. I bite my nails. I drink too much tea. I avoid having too many friends. I am a very strong swimmer, but am scared of open water. I am missing a toe on my left foot. I like counting and sorting change. I self-teach religiously, and taught myself to understand the stock market, but can't follow a recipe. I like ironing, but hate vacuuming. My favourite season is Spring. I like the beginning, but hate the end of Summer and Winter. I don't like made up names.
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