Last night I was finally reunited with my good friend Georgia. I met her 6 months ago through work, and we got on great from the beginning and have spent most of our social time together ever since. So with me going to Paris, and then her trip to Copenhagen topped off with the case of chickenpox I’ve been dealing with the last week, this was the first chance we got to hang out and there was A LOT to cover.
Since we last saw each other I lost my job and she gained a new one. I wrote her a series of limericks about our relationship on a postcard as a congratulations on the new job – this was supposed to be funny, but it made her cry. Now, I can see how Writing a friend a poem about love you have for each other could come off a bit weird, but it’s totally how are relationship is. We are each others romantic outlet.
We also exchanged gifts that we got each other on our travels. Georgia got me this beautiful cigarette case from a thrift market.
Ironically, one of the other changes I had to tell was that I’m now trying to quit smoking… (seven days and going strong!) Although it does currently hold my “in case of emergency” stash, I’ll have to find some other use for it because I love it so.
The inscription inside makes it all the more special. Being dated and stamped with Copenhagen gives it a real sense of history and that it has be loved, used and looked after all that time.
I bought myself a gift with a similar appeal on my own holiday, on my own trip to a thrift market.
the inscription is translated as “I am a Catholic in an accident please call a priest.” My grandma carried a card that said this in her purse at all times. I was brought up a catholic, and although I am not deeply religious, I still identify myself as such.
The necklace is also dated 1955 and came from Lourdes.
I love how unusual it is, and being inscribed in French makes it a great souvenir. On top of that, at €4 it was a total steal!