The messy connection

I wasn't looking forward to it. I was secretly glad when it got postponed. The weather was getting too cold - I was thinking it wasn't ever going to happen.

But the main protagonists were determined. My daughter kept colluding with my best friend, who had wanted to do it all her life. A date was set. The ingredients were added to the shopping list. There was no getting out of it.

I was new to all this. How were we going to get in the mood? Who would start? Would we need towels for after?

The day arrived. We went to my friend's house, armed with ingredients, a change of clothes and a black plastic garbage bag. She made cups of tea. We ate apple pie, with custard. It was all very civilised. She suggested we watch a few videos to get in the mood.

In the end, the act itself only took 10 minutes, like a first-time adolescent fling. All heightened expectation. Over before you could blink.

Still, it bought out my inner slapstick. We laughed our heads off, running around like children, pounding each other. And my goodness, did we get messy.

We have no photos. There is no proof.

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Comments

[Katerina]

I think you could also add jelly into the mix....a trifle would work well given the custard, cake and jelly combination.

I'm ready for take two :)

[Konstantina]

Spiri! Why oh why no pics? Not for proof, as your integrity is a given...but for the fun of it agapi mou? :) I just had a thought...you could set up workshops for people and allow others to engage in this liberating experience! :) I bet heaps would secretly sign up and tell their partners they have a PD day... A million kisses and thank you for the wonderful writing and the pleasure of reading your always warm and heart lifting words xxoxoxooxoooxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooox...Tina

[spiri]

Katerina, I think jelly would work perfectly too. And I was worried you were ready for take II! This time we must get photos. Thanks for the experience (one of many to add to our fulsome belt of shared experiences). xxxxSpiri.

[Spiri]

Konstantina mou, I hope I haven't created a pie fight monster! Despite myself, I must confess it was strangely liberating and lots of fun. No doubt someone already charges an arm and a leg running them as a corporate 'letting go' experience with high-flying exs. And yes, there were no pics because the photographer was covered in pie. Perhaps when you do it you will send in pics??? xxxSpiri.