murder mystery

I am my own person! I am not my mother! I am not Charlie! I am individual! Unique! So it was perhaps unfortunate that at Jen’s murder mystery party I bumped into Charlie for the first time in…err…. When did I last see her..? I’ve a horrible feeling it might have been Greg’s funeral… surely I’ve seen her between then and now.. How did that happen..?

Anyway…. We were both playing men in the murder systery. (I was meant ot be camp. I didn't find it to hard to let my feminine side show through)We both have fancy new phones. The same phones. On the same contract. Having left the same contracts with our old phone companies at the same time(which incidentally were the same company last time too) . The new phones have the same ring tone. Ok, as if that wasn’t bad enough we’re both taking the same time off work etc for Christmas, and both played best friends in the party….

The fact that we can be so similar just highlights how different we are in so many other respects. When we were at school it didn’t surprise people when we did similar things at the same time. But now that we’re still doing it despite rarely seeing each other is a bit more random. You can tell we grew up together. It’s kinda weird. She took life one way. I took another. As paths go they’re not so different. Just one involves God, and one involves security guards. Maybe one day she’ll come back to the God side of things. She herself will tell you that God hasn’t given up on her. Even she can see it... acting on it, now there's another concept entirely...

So that was an interesting evening. Good fun though. Steve did it! It was him! Ahem.