A Happy Day

This photo was taken at my oldest friend's wedding on Saturday. I've known Ketna for 18 years, since we started at the same secondary school in Kingston. She lived a couple of streets away from me, just around the corner really, and so most mornings for the 7 years we were at that school, we walked there and back together.

Ketna is a wonderful friend, one of the rarest kind, who you can not see or speak to for a long while, and when you do it was like you just spoke yesterday, you talk for hours and you wonder why you didn't do it more often. Then life gets in the way and it's another few months before you meet, talk, and wonder the same thing again.

After school, I moved to Newcastle to study Architecture and Ketna stayed in London to study medicine. We kept in touch by letter (those were the days! How I loved to write a long letter rather than an email, decribing in great detail all that had been going on almost 300 miles away), phone and later email.

When I moved back to London after finishing my second architecture degree at Newcastle, Ketna had qualified as a Doctor and was posted to a job at a hospital in Cambridge. She has recently moved back to London where she's training to be a Cardiologist, so I'm hoping we will be able to see more of each other. (She's also living very near 'Loop', as if I needed another excuse to visit either her, or the shop!)

Ketna is one of the most intelligent, warm hearted, kind and loving people I know. I know we'll be friends for life.

I'm pretty sure you won't read this Ketna (too busy rushing around saving people's lives) but if you do this is for you: I love you hon, you're the best friend a girl could wish for. x