Saturday night was party night. University friends descended on Birmingham to celebrate Cie‘s 30th Birthday. The birthday girl had set a theme of Gangsters and Molls to allow a wide spectrum of option; anything from Al Capone, Bonnie and Clyde to Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction. But as our girl is a fan of all things vintage, all lads and lasses aimed for suitably traditional attire.
It was such a fantastic night, everyone made such an effort not only to get there but to look absolutely amazing. It was a real testament to just how much Cie is thought of as some people practically moved hell and high water to be a part of the fun. And, oh wasn’t it wonderful to see everyone.
With life getting in the way, the Lancaster University contingent don’t often get the opportunity to all get together. At one point in the evening I sat back and watched the dancing and chatting going on, of friends of 10years (plus for some) catching up on their news and lives, slipping back into those old familiar routines and relationships, laughing and singing and smiling. It brought goosebumps to my skin and an almost breathless tear to my eye. It made me realise that, although unable to get together often, I am a part of something very special. I have a group of friends who genuinely think an awful lot of one another. And the best part? Caroline’s party marks what is bound to be the first of many 30th celebrations over the next couple of years (thank fully I have another fifteen months until mine!) so with luck, lots of opportunity to see the lovely people below (tried not to put too many pics on!)
For any of you reading, I love you all lots, you mean so very much to me.