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My oscar speech

It just occurred to me that my friends are amazing. So i thought I would give some webspace to big them up with just some highlights. It all sounds a bit like an oscar speech... so out with the hankies as I say thank you to:

Flan- for turning up excitedly on a bike and borrowing allen keys (which makes me feel very grown up, why do I have a full set?)

Tim H- for making my house smell of nice unidentified food (really like the waft of the banana thing.. though after three days was wondering why it didn't go away)

Rach- for making me laugh out loud several times in inappropriate places (all hail MSN!!)

Tim M- for always making tea

Kate- for the hilarious drama schoool exercises, for letting me whinge and for the smelliest dog in the world!

Ali- for crying at films in all the right places..

Jess- for reminding us that they are just films.. wait till your wedding- we'll be in floods

Flan- for so nearly falling in the Cam, for those crazy late night directions to Kidderminster.. for the West Wing (half way through series three!!)

Luce- for assuring me I'm not going mad..

Rach- for being intuitive and diplomatic and generally brilliant- and for being crazy rat lady!

Tim H- for that little freaky moment when I thought you were asleep in the house (aaargh the open bathroom door trauma).

Michael- for being Michael.

I've missed some people and as I type I'm realising that actually my friends are great just for being them and for letting me be me. Thanks guys

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