In July 2013 one of my uni pals and I had tickets to go to an outdoor cinema close to home. At the very last minute I had to cancel, and by last minute I mean she’s already started her hour-and-a-bit journey to see me. I was gutted. Properly gutted. I remember sobbing in the garden and handing our tickets over to Practically-older bro and his girlfriend s that at least someone could go and have a good evening. My health was making me cancel yet another plan, one that my friend and I had been so looking forward to it and yet again I felt I was being such an unreliable friend. Of course she was as wonderfully understanding and supportive as ever, but I was still crushed.
Fast forward to July 2016 and we tried again, booking tickets for the outdoor cinema held at Burghley House each Summer. And guess what?! We made it this time!
It doesn’t get more ‘feel good’ than watching Hairspray and Mamma Mia with the sun setting in the background, stuffing your face with picnic food, and sitting with one of your old housemates. If that’s not a wonderful way to mark how far I’ve come in those three years then I don’t know what is!
M.E. myself and I 