#BEDM - Best Friends

Sunday, 19 May 2013

Emma, Christina, Hannah & Danielle

So long time no #BEDM but I am back and I'm here to show you my best friends. The best women I know who have been with me through pretty much everything in the last nine years. Emma, Christina and Danielle - the women I hope will never leave my side. When I was younger I had friends but they've not all stuck about and I never had best friends, more like fair-weather acquaintances. It wasn't until I was almost an adult that I got my friendship base and I am so glad I did. So, I'll start with Emma as there's a lot to say.

I met Emma or 'Er Indoors when I was sixteen after she'd been on a date with a mutual friend to see The Dukes Of Hazzard in which she made sang the diddy the horn makes through the entire film. It was outside the rock club TJ's and we started calling another mutual friend extremely rude words and getting a mass chant going. It was love. For the next three years we were inseparable seeing each other every day and eventually moving in together arousing suspicion that we were more than friends. We weren't but damn she gave good massages. She's a bit Monica with the cleaning but it worked well as I'm a complete mess. 4am saw us with bottles of Dettol cleaning the house top to bottom while drunk. 3am saw us sellotaping batteries to Charlotte and deciding we should form a website called 'Stuff On Our Charl'. We have so many inside jokes we could write a book, our anecdotes could keep you entertained for hours on end and she saw me through my mother's death, my nan's death, two boyfriends and a pregnancy before she moved down to London with her now ex-boyfriend. But in 2011 she returned to live with me and mine for a few months before moving in with her brother and then up to Cardiff with her now-fiancé. We speak at least once a week although we haven't seen each other in a little while due to us both being so busy but the beauty of her is that our friendship can take this. After two years of London life she came home and we picked up where we left off like no time had gone by and we'll do the same now. She is the link to my past that most of the time I'd like to forget but she's still the most hilarious and strong woman I know, even while sat on a crate of Castlemaine while telling an online metal radio show to play McFly as it was my birthday...which he did.

The wife. The one that gets the way I'm feeling by a simple glance. She treats me like a Queen and I treat her like a Princess. She's there at any time of the day or night to pick me up when I'm down, she's the most understanding woman I have ever met but she won't hesitate to tell me to get a grip and I quite like her husband too. We met at a lock in that a mutual friend took me to on a night out and instead of being with him and my friends I decided to rock up to Christina and make friends. Make friends I did. We talk daily. We see each other as often as we can. From Sunday Shenanigans at the old flat where we drank a lot, sang loudly to 70's and 80's rock on tiny speakers to annoy our upstairs neighbours and played a few too many risky games - she's a hell of a lot of fun. She inspires me and loves me for who I am and who can ask for more? There are no words and our anecdotes are private but she is my rock and I wouldn't be where I am today without her, that's for sure.

Hannah and I met on Myspace when I was sixteen. We had a love of metal music and bearded men but the problem was that she lived in Oxford. For months Hannah would drive up to Wales to spend the weekend at my house where we'd drink, explore new places, shop like hell and have a great time. Getting the train down to Didcot was exceptionally terrible as I tried to get on for a child ticket, ended up being caught and fined! However we ended up in Reading until 4am with a drunken man waiting for his friend who serenaded us with Robbie Williams' Angels before heading to Tesco for flapjacks and magazines at 5am and sleeping in the car. From there on out we talk a lot, see each other a little less than before since she has a Welsh boyfriend who takes up a lot of her time and she still works down in Oxford (although she is buying a house in our lovely country which I am very excited about). We go to gigs together, shop for stationary, have a huge love of New Look and charity shops and whenever I see an owl print, I think of her. Plus she loves my dad and we once printed Roy Cropper on a t-shirt. Brilliant.

Danielle and I met when she confiscated my alcohol when she was working in a bar I frequented in my youth. She gave it back to me and we got to talking. We bonded over our children being of a similar age and show tunes as we both liked to belt out a good musical number on karaoke. We talk almost every day but since we're both quite busy we don't see each other as often as we would like so when she does pop around one coffee turns into five and we'll do a marathon catch up. I find myself speaking a lot more eloquently when Dani's around as her accent isn't your typical Welsh. I find myself talking about work and creative projects with her alongside family life and the daily grind. She's always made up for me when I have something good going as I am with her. She's extremely supportive and generous, knowledgable and experienced plus creativity runs through her like nothing else. She's a charity advocate, writer, saleswoman, mother, step-mother, girlfriend, actress, presenter, producer and director and God she knows her stuff. She never fails to perk me up and I love that when we call each other we say "It's only a quick one" and two hours later boyfriend is dozing off on the sofa and we're still going. I hate talking on the phone but I make an exception for this gem.

So these are my best friends. Who would have thought I'd have my own SATC life going on? With less cocktails and flat shoes though, obviously.


  1. I love the way you've described your friends! It does all send very SATC....and of course with flat shoes, who can seriously wear heels all of the time?!
    x x x

  2. Seems like you have an incredible bunch of friends, Laura! xx