“All the world is queer save thee and me, and even thou art a little queer”.

I was always destined to be friends with someone who starts a sentence with “My aunt the white witch”. Boo has worked alongside me fighting the good fight against a common foe aka Poison Pen, for as long as I can remember. She has shared in the tears, the complete despair and frustration of working in a souless job. She too has been on the receiving end of many a stinging verbal attack from the Evil Queen and has also been there to bolster my spirits when it’s been my turn. In fact, after a particularly vicious verbal onslaught a bar of chocolate or cup of tea would somehow find its way to me, as if by magic, reminding me I was not alone.

Boo usually cycles into work, multi-tasking at the same time by wearing a face mask startling many a motorist en route. Even with a green face she still looks more supermodel than Wicked Witch of the West although another of her assets is she is blissfully unaware of drop-dead good looks; don’t we all love friends like those! She has the most infectious laughter together with a ditzy good-natured personality.

On one of our Christmas shopping trips when we shopped ‘til we dropped pausing only to visit a coffee shop; she remarked that I was probably glad I wasn’t a family member as I wouldn’t have to receive any of the tat she had bought for Christmas presents!

My particular favourite story about her is when one of her beloved cats went missing and she toured the neighbourhood, tin of cat food in hand. Finding her cat she brought him home but was perplexed when he spent the next week or so under her bed hissing & spitting when no amount of coaxing would entice him out to eat. The mystery was solved when her own errant cat eventually climbed in through the cat-flap one morning and took an instant dislike to the usurper who was installed under the bed. Realising her mistake, Boo at once liberated the fake cat so that he could be reunited with his family.

A chat over a quick latte with Boo can restore my sinking spirits on any rainy day and like many of my friends out there past and present who have been around to give me a lift when life has seemed a tad unfair …………. thank you for being there!

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64 thoughts on ““All the world is queer save thee and me, and even thou art a little queer”.

  1. I thought Boo was … a cute dog on Facebook, but it seams like you have a cute Boo too. Love the story about the cat … how brilliant wasn’t that. I feel a bit sorry for the neighbors cat .. when not wanted any longer. The photo is FAB! Is it yours ????

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  2. As I read what came to mind was Ecclesiastes 4:9-12. Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor:
    10 If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
    11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?
    12 Though one may be overpowered,
    two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

    A definite affirmation for your writing!

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  3. Oh my gosh, the cat thing is so funny. Did your friend find that cat’s actual owner? I can’t imagine mistakenly bringing home someone else’s pet by accident!

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  4. hope you always have someone that’s the wind beneath your wings tink…you certainly do your share of lifting others. chin up, arms out, on your toes, close your eyes….now fly…xo

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  5. I was reading your post from my iPad at Starbucks and didn’t have access to my stash of quotes. So I had to come back to add the quote. It seems like Boo is a person that has the ability to rekindle the inner spirit.

    “In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.”

    Albert Schweitzer

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  6. I love that old Yorkshire saying, and how true is it when you look around. I had a Boo in my life as a teenager, they are priceless. She now still lives in Uk and I am in Oz but we still keep in touch and the 3 times I have been back to visit it is as though it was yesterday and we just pick up were we left off, the years roll away and we are giggly teenagers again. The saying is you can choose your friends but you are stuck with your family…

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  7. Aaaaawwww, I too have a friend like that! I call her “my twin that was separated from me at birth”. Lovely post. And hilarious cat story! Haha, love cats!

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