Maddie, Lulu and Izzy

My bestie and me had time together today. Met years and years ago, prior to me going into lecturing. We were masquerading as translators, her, French by origin, and me, with a French degree; the engineering company we worked for thought it was a match made in heaven on reciprocal translatory grounds, but the truth was it was a match made in heaven based upon a mutual friendship, a love of too much coffee and a desire to play online games all day under the pretense of translating technical, engineering manuals .

We went out, we laughed, we enjoyed being young, we supported each other through love, loss and fertility treatment; we struggled through endless hospital appointments to have our precious children and rejoiced in the painful love and joy of each other succeeding.

We sat today, drinking manufactured cappuccino out of plastic cups, eating dry, pre-packaged biscuits, and watching our little daughters play, and I looked at her and realised how amazingly beautiful, fresh and true she looked. I thought, 'goodness I love the bones of this girl'

True friendship is a beautiful thing. The image depicts our three children. I love you,Gaele xxx