After a lovely evening picking fruit in Nats orchards, and a few beers in the local, we landed home to some BIG raspberry PICKINGS, a fruitful supper, a few bottles of vino reddo, some champas n some optical lashings of Pimms (Oh, its that time of year again!!). A few drunken catch up calls with the homies, a lengthy call to a hottie in the US of A. Too many costume changes, a karaoke style sing along and Nats and I K.O'd at a respectable 4am!!Bagby sheds are an awesome place for me, a place of homley retreat and comfort. Back on 96 we (my Friends from home and myself) lost a dear friend of ours, Kimmy. She was killed tragically in a car accident while we were in sixth form. Kimmy was one of life's amazing people, beautiful, energetic, intelligent, kind and loving with everything in front of her. Shortly after Kim died, everyone blasted up to Bagby (Nats second home) and spent a weekend under the Sheds umbrella drinking and saying good bye to her in our own wee way. Since than, it has held may happy memories of drunken nights with amazing people, time in inflatable car preservation bubbles, time at the beach snorkeling, sailing, sea kayaking, raiding lobster pots, nursing Kathrine after breaking her arm whilst attempting a severely alchol induced cartwheel and failing miserably, going to hospital and returning in plaster and high on Valium, ...pitching wigwams from willow sticks and tarpaulin and skinny dipping in the cold Scottish sea!!
The sheds are wicked, 3 sheds joined in2 one long home, a shed for the work stuff, a mass music room, a pool room, a string of bedrooms, bathrooms, a bedroom with a slide into it and so many open fires it is hard not to stay warm! Nats and I reminisced last week and let loose. I morphed into a call girl with an open mic, and Nats passed out on the floor!! Another great time at the sheds!! XXX
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