Good ‘Friends’ Fridays
As the long Easter weekend unfolds for us all, Molly's blogger Desperate Dad tells us exactly how good some of his Fridays really are...
A four-day weekend is always very welcome.
A bit of family downtime, some leisurely breakfasts and pyjama-clad mornings go down a storm in our house every Easter.
But amongst the wall-to-wall chocolate eggs and hot cross buns, another tradition has crowbarred its welcome way into our celebrations – a now annual Good Friday frolic with some of our firmest friends.
Not all of us are lucky enough to find people who are true companions. Those who’ll stick by you and help you out, in both the good times and the bad.
Rare is certainly one word for it. Rare and precious as gold.
It’s a treasure we have uncovered together and one that as the years fly by seems to increase in value all the time.
A merry band of nine we now make up. Four adults and five children. Five boys and four girls in total.
It’s hard to hear anyone think when we’re all in the same room together. And get together we regularly do.
Admittedly not quite as often as we’d like in these challenging work/life balancing times, but when we do all eventually find time to hook up it’s always lots of jolly good fun.
Like close family, the bond that has forged between all of us just seems to grow stronger over the passing of time.
Created well over a decade ago now, this fantastic friendship initially sparked when my wife and I moved into our first house together.
Lovelier neighbours we could not have asked for in those heady pre-children, slightly less responsible days.
It wasn’t long before bigger nests were required and as our respective families formed we became neighbours no more.
Friends of course we remained and as our children grew up, in different schools, so did a lovely bond between them too.
An unspoken naturalness links them all, like brothers and sisters they mingle and mess about – it’s as if they’ve know each other all their lives!
A deep respect and fondness for each other also exists, shining out as bright as their inevitable iPad screens.
As adults we are (versions of) godparents to each other’s kids, the go to people should ever one of us require their backs getting.
Dependable, trustworthy and loyal, words I think we all identify with. Sure-fire babysitting material are others I would use too.
Yet what’s blossomed between the youngsters is without doubt the most beautiful part.
Whether it’s sledging in the snow, kicking a football, playing ‘tig’ or demolishing yet another dreaded indoor soft play area, fun is always the order of the day.
This year will be the fourth Easter in a row that we’ll all meet up together, but it certainly won’t be the last.
If there’s one thing you can ‘bank’ on this holiday – it’ll be another very Good Friday for us all.
Barry Wood is an ex journalist now working for the NHS in Lincolnshire. A father of two boys and husband to one Portuguese wife, he blogs regularly as Desperate Dad. Read more adventures: barrylwood.wordpress.com
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