I am going to see him!
I am biting the bullet, and have booked another flight with Ryanair (and no, there wasn’t an option to pay extra for the oxygen!). I am off to spend a weekend with LELI.
I am so looking forward to seeing him - I’ve had another flurry of sad little emails off him today. Hopefully I can cheer him up a bit.
However, he has cheered me up no end. The weekend before I go, one of our old work colleagues is having a birthday party. It appears that LELI has been invited, and (I think, anyway) he has made the snap decision to book a flight. I got an email headed “want to go to dinner before going to neilo’s party?”, and attached to the email was another email, confirming his flight out from his home town on the Saturday, back on the Sunday.
But the flight was to Brindisi.
I emailed him back. “Please tell me you were joking about dinner, and really did intend to fly to Brindisi for one night, and that you didn’t really mean to book a flight to Bristol…..”
I’ve had no reply.
Love him. One of the most intelligent people I know, with the commen sense of a gnat.