Monday, August 29, 2005
Common Ground
During the bank holiday I have been thinking that I really have very little in common with any of my friends (including the boyfriend). They are all nice enough but I never have anything much to talk about with them. I think that is probably the main reason I don't have many friends. I'm not particularly interested in anything much, maybe that's my main problem.
One of my all time favourite hobbies was morris dancing (I know, I've been called a freak many times over when admitting this) but I've never got on especially with any other morris dancing people as I'm really not into folk music. I did morris dancing because I loved the dancing but for most others it seemed to be just an extenstion to their all pervading love of folk type things.
I used to really love listening to music but I've got out of listening to the music I used to love (classical type stuff), not been to a concert in years and years. Music is a particular sticking point as the boyfriend is big, big into his music and bands. I appreciate that he's got me into various stuff that I would probably never have got into but rock type stuff just doesn't push the same buttons as more traditional stuff. I'd rather spend £30 hearing a really good orchestra play an interesting symphony than pay £15 to hear a few blokes and guitars jumping about on a stage.
Fortunately there is one hobby that I still enjoy and which is best done alone. Shopping! And with that I'm off to join the clamouring hordes in primark.
One of my all time favourite hobbies was morris dancing (I know, I've been called a freak many times over when admitting this) but I've never got on especially with any other morris dancing people as I'm really not into folk music. I did morris dancing because I loved the dancing but for most others it seemed to be just an extenstion to their all pervading love of folk type things.
I used to really love listening to music but I've got out of listening to the music I used to love (classical type stuff), not been to a concert in years and years. Music is a particular sticking point as the boyfriend is big, big into his music and bands. I appreciate that he's got me into various stuff that I would probably never have got into but rock type stuff just doesn't push the same buttons as more traditional stuff. I'd rather spend £30 hearing a really good orchestra play an interesting symphony than pay £15 to hear a few blokes and guitars jumping about on a stage.
Fortunately there is one hobby that I still enjoy and which is best done alone. Shopping! And with that I'm off to join the clamouring hordes in primark.
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(mullet here, by the way)
I'd say among my closest group of friends, we don't necessarily have much in common in the way of interests and we are different in terms of personality. But this means we can go off and do different stuff and then come back together socially (generally doing the one thing we really do have in common which is sitting down with a few drinks or a meal)and we complement each other well because of it.
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I'd say among my closest group of friends, we don't necessarily have much in common in the way of interests and we are different in terms of personality. But this means we can go off and do different stuff and then come back together socially (generally doing the one thing we really do have in common which is sitting down with a few drinks or a meal)and we complement each other well because of it.
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