Today is my lovely friend Hannah’s birthday. Because she lives in Dublin, I won’t be able to celebrate with her (although I’ll definitely crack open a bottle of wine in her honour), and so I’ve decided to dedicate this blog post to her instead.
She’s been through so many ups and downs with me and is always happy to listen to me rant and vent. She’s supportive but is not afraid to slap some sense into me when I need it and she is one of the most honest people I know. She also put up with me when I spent three days in Disneyland, Paris, living on candy floss. Even though she lives far away now, we are proof that long distance friendships can be successful, even if she does pronounce ‘Peugeot’ wrong.
She’s drop dead gorgeous, and a hell of a woman. Strong, intelligent and determined. She’s a super talented dancer (that’s us up there during the first Burlesque! show in Valletta in 2008) and is a total bookworm. She can also speak Latin and Ancient Greek, which has to count as some sort of super power for sure.
She shares my slightly twisted sense of humour which not many other people seem to get. She’s a fantastic travel buddy and is the best person to go to concerts with (in this photo we’re at an Electric Six concert at The Academy, Dublin, last December).
Happy birthday Hannah!