SATURDAY'S CHILD WORKS HARD FOR LIVING

2006-09-24T22:55:00.000+01:00

Hi ya Kat,
Can you believe you’re eighteen already?! Neither can we! Ten years ago the Spice Girls released their FIRST single, Noel and Liam were head butting photographers and Titanic was still in production. The eight year olds we were…and look at you now! You can now sue or be sued; lucky thing!!!

We haven’t known each other too long, but the memories I have of you are all fond and full of laughs (usually centred around the library, alcohol, Creepy Will and James May…!) not only that but you're the first person I know who's been sick in someone's head then into their hands in less than twenty seconds. Good effort!

Not only do you have a sense of humour and unusual taste, you’re also a BRILLIANT friend and handy pub quiz member! Your cute little fringe may have gone, but your beaming smile and beautiful nature certainly hasn’t. Don’t ever change Kat, please. If you do, I’ll play ‘WHAM!’ in your ear.

I hope you have a bobbydazzler of an eighteenth birthday- (I’m there to make sure you do!!!) And afterwards I’ll see yer in t’library and help you ease your hangover by pointing and laughing!
Lots of love,
Alex xxxxxxx
P.S Have fun with that tequila shot!!! 

2006-09-20T22:55:00.000+01:00

I haven't known Kat for that long, but in the time I have, I've laughed a hell of a lot. I think that I have yet to see a day where that famous smile isn't adourning her face! It was definitely a curse when sitting in Pizza Hut and trying to not let Catherine know that we had told them it was her birthday!

We never laughed as much when we were drunk than at the first rugby club party. Yes, that was the one where we had to stop Nic from throwing up in the barbeque! We could hardly stand ourselves let alone support Nic, for the fits of giggles that were controlling us!

I have to accuse you of being one of the main culprits for helping me waste study periods, but what would be the point in studies if not? The times on the library sofa on a Wednesday afternoon when we laughed so hard that we nearly all got chucked out of the library. The personal ads were made to be read in studies!

So as you turn 18 mate, I hope you have a great day- you deserve it! Don't let ANYONE wipe that smile off your face. As long as you're happy, we'll be happy for you.

Oh how you've changed...

2006-09-18T17:56:00.000+01:00

From the top down:

Nic and Kat in the Abbey gardens 17/03/05. "Is it a bird?...No, just hurry up and take the photo whilst we're posing!"
From left: Emma, Nic and Kat. At Nic's 6th birthday party in BurgerKing "Oh the evils haven't changed have they...?!" (CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!)
Kat, Nic and Cat (Catherine) at another party (OR THE SAME ONE, I'M NOT. CORRECT ME NIC!)
Kat, Nic and Becky Cross in Rollerbury for a birthday party presumably.
Kat looking very sweet and innocent.

So Many Memories, So Little Time...

2006-09-16T20:25:00.000+01:00

Wow Kat. You have spent 18 years, and roughly 9 months on this planet, and look at all the things we have been through- 15 years of Christmas's, Birthdays, Easters and School Disco's where at least one of us cried and hid in the staff toilets till we were picked up and dragged back home.

For some reason, my first memory of you was at Stanton Nursery/Playgroup thing, where we made vegetable soup with Mrs Frost and Miss Fairhead. That soup was absolutely vile, but we ate it anyway and complained later. I think that set the tone of our friendship for the next decade and a half really. And then there were the infamous Primary School disco's, where we danced to the Neighbour's theme tune, and Yazz's classic 'The Only way is Up'. Wonderful dance moves- we have improved greatly in time for the many Rugby Club Parties. *Grinding*

We only ever fell out once I recall, when, like Rihanna, you decided that you would become a...murderer...I still believe to this day, that the killing of one of my newly hatched snails, was unnecessary and wrong. But it's not like we fell out for long, seeing as how we had choir, Brownies, recorder club and prayers to do. Oh Rev. Oliver, with your buttons popping out, and the stain that never seemed to get cleaner over the weeks...Hah.

Many people ask me why you dislike the French so much, and I tell them the tale of the Year Four Nativity Play, in which dear Mrs Kirk decided to make you dress up as an onion seller- I on the other hand, wore a lovely Chinese Dress- it's a basic jealousy issue really. And I think, after reading this passage back, you will call me a geek, because it's really badly written, like some kind of leaflet one might find at the doctors *Ricky Gervais* . Basically, I am trying not to swear, which seems unnatural to me.

I know what your favourite hymn is, but here is the one you chose for grace on your birthday:

God is Great,
God is Good,
God we thankyou for our food,
we're gonna praise you morning, noon and night,
We're gonna praise you Lord, You're outta sight,
Amen *Clap Clap*
Amen Amen Amen *Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*

But getting out of Primary School, lets talk about the time you threw up on my head. Oh yes, don't deny it, you did! It was at the 'Back to School' RC Party, and you chucked up in your hands. Thanks- although I am sure you've had more than your fair share of my exploits. You also covered me in stale beer at Primary School in the can crusher thing.

I hope we have 18 more fantastic years of Top Gear, Dr West and Oliver West )Are you looking for Oliver West? If so, he is skateboarding down the park with his mother), SCREAMING to Queen in your car 'Poli', Holby City (Dr Matt) and The Cribs, they have been proper good Kat- Happy 18th!

Oh, and P.S, why do we have fringes in EVERY photo?! The 'Smile' one makes it look like I think you smell, and am backing away from you- I ensure you that this is not the case.