I’ve been spending a lot of time in Aberystwyth recently – the last three wekends have all been spent up there and I’ll be going up next weekend as well. It puts a little strain on the car and finances but it’s worth it. Sean’s been working all hours to get his production sorted – he’s been doing really well and impressing a number of tutors up there. It’s been a lot of effort for both of us – last weekend I spent pretty much the entire weekend sat next to him in the darkened theatre learning bits about his lighting desk as he went through his tech rehearsal. It wasn’t too much of a problem, I had Internet access and managed to grab some spare cans on the Saturday so I was able to listen in which made things easier. Nonetheless, he’s been working his ass off so I’ve been trying to support him as much as possible.
So when I was sat in the office today and one of the managers walked in and said “I’ve got flowers for you Aled.” my initial thoughts were “Yeah, right, whatever.” Failing miserably to spot the punchline I looked up as he put the flowers next to me and handed me the card – it had my name on it. WTF?
Suspecting I knew who’d sent them, I opened the card to find a note from Sean. I won’t regurgitate the whole thing here, but suffice to say it was sweet and thoughtful and I rapidly turned purple as everyone watched. The flowers are beautiful, the thought and emotion behind it far more so. I think that I’m a very lucky man.
Of course, me being a geek, my first thought was “I should take a picture of this so I can blog it…”
I recognise those! They are exactly what Mike sent to my friends on Tuesday!
I laughed about the crab apples in the seasonal display, because my friends live in a street full of apple trees and are always finding bits of apple mush in their house. Heh.
They are very pretty. 🙂
Oh, sweet.
Why are the thoughtful, appreciative, flower-sending men all gay?
Good for both of you though.