men

Today i thought i'd tell you about alan and tim, my fiance and brother, very definitely not to be confused (although some people say there are similarities, and have even gone so far as to bandy the name of Freud in my face; i disagree). So what if their childhood's both revolved around dinosaurs, pogs and pokemon?Who cares that they both graduated onto monty python, fawlty towers and the Simpsons at exactly the same time? And as for them being currently of a similar build and sharing a hairstyle, it's merely a concidence....really, it is....OH MY GOODNESS! :P

This photograph shows the pair of them at their worst; i don't know who is the bad influence - Tim, who at 15 often makes alan regress by five years from his newly achieved twenty, or alan, who, lets face it, needs no encouraging whatsoever. There's been more than one occasion where the three of us have been out with my parents and people have thought they were brothers and i was the girlfriend. Not to mention the fact that tim will side with alan every time these days if it's a choice between him and me..... I've been ousted, that's what's happened. Whatever happened to sibling loyalty??!!

Anyway, despite my grievances, i love the pair of them more than i can express, and wouldnt change them for anything. I'm writing about them because they're on my mind...alan went back to college (Glasgow) this morning after five days at home, and i won't see him again until a week on friday when he's coming to London with me, mum, dad and Tim for a family wedding. It's only ten days, but I'll miss him so much - when you want to be with someone all the time, even an hour apart feels too long. I have to keep reminding myself that we were once apart for eight months, and this is nothing in comparison. And also that in a few weeks this "weekend here weekend there" existence we've been living since he started college in september will be over for ever.

And as for tim - well we had a crazy day today. We'd arranged to meet in town for lunch, cos he's on his first day of year 10 work experience, and i was going to still be around after dropping alan off at central station. So we met up, and it was great. But just when we were saying goodbye, he nearly collapsed - he has low blood pressure, and this happens sometimes, though ive never really gotten used to it, and still manage to miss the tell-tale signs. So i had to ring his work experience and explain he wasnt coming back, and then get him home on the bus - not that easy, him being 1) nearly incapable of putting one foot in front of the other at this point in time, and 2) easily a head bigger than me. But we're home now, and he's gonna be ok.

well, i should go do something useful like wash-up. What an exciting life i lead.