The wonderful taste of friendship

The freshly picked homegrown tomatoes on my dinner plate Wednesday evening were bright, juicy and full of flavour...much like the topic of conversation as I had a much needed one on one catch up with a close friend.

Our evening together almost didn't happen after delayed train journeys (me), traffic congestion from the dreaded Operation Stack (her), a busy day at the office after hardly any sleep (me) and a frantic day chasing after children and the school runs (her).

As we debated the somewhat frustrating, but mostly disappointing, behaviour of the male species where matters of romance were concerned we agreed that it's our female friendships that keep us sane, make us laugh, nurture and love us without hesitation, prompting or expectation.

We met through sharing the same flying instructor and haven't ever looked back. Especially as we're both close friends with his wife now too. More time to discuss aviation is definitely required next...