Friend

I've got lots of friends here, not particularly the ones you can have round for a coffee and cry on their shoulder but friends enough to go out with.

My best friend from school, Nicky, lives in Leeds so we have lost touch a bit and only really send birthday & Christmas cards.

My bestest friend ever though lives in Nottingham. This can be a problem living on the Isle of Wight especially when your bestest friend is moving and the only means of communication is by mobile phone or snail mail! We manage though :O) She is an amazing person and I have never realised, until today, the lack of photographic evidence of her. Thanks Anita, I must put that right :O) Teresa & I "found" each other whilst we were tracing our family history (my Dad & her X husband were cousins ~ long story). And the rest, as they say, is history :O) Teresa is one amazing lady, her wonderful husband was cheating on her whilst she was at home looking after 3 small boys and recovering from a brain tumour!! Does she moan, no! Her brain tumour unfortunately came back and she had to have a second operation. The tumour grew behind her eye socket which made her eye protrude and eventually she lost the sight in that eye. Does she moan, no!! She makes fun of herself and gets on with life. If you ask her a question which she doesn't know the answer to, she laughs and says "I've no 'eye' dear ~ d'ya get it"!!! I tell ya, she never moans, what a woman!!!

Good news though, she's found herself a new man who worships her and on Valentines day this year, he proposed with a poem he'd written inside her Valentine card ~ aww.