The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 This was sent to me this morning; a bit slushy for me, but the sentiment's there... Subject: Fw: A Real Friend Test .... A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. A simple friend has never seen you cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book. A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean. A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed. A real friend asks you why you took so long to call. A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. A real friend seeks to help you with your problems. A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it. A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A real friend calls you after you had a fight. A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. A real friend expects to always be there for you! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
harveypup Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 That is lovely There are a few people i will be sending that too,thanks. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Martin B Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 I love the fridge one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 I don't remember you helping yourself from my fridge Martin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Martin B Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 I would never do that! My friend Mat does it when he comes to my house! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 (edited) You'd be more than welcome to Martin. I operate Louise's 'guest policy'; I show people where stuff is so that they can come and go as they please. Having said that, I love to cook for friends when they are staying. Louise makes a fab cooked breakfast Edited March 8, 2007 by Guest Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Egluntyne Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 Lovely. I went to a friends recently, who had just had some surgery. Her mum remarked that I must be a good friend because I didn't have to ask where the tea bags were, when charged with the task of brewing up. I was embarrassed and pleased at the same time! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 It reminds me of when I'm out with some of my friends and their children, and the little 'uns will turn to any of the mothers for help with toileting or runny noses. We're all happy to help, wipe or scold where needed. Now that's good friends - when you're prepared to wipe their childrens' botties Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Richard T Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 Now that's good friends - when you're prepared to wipe their childrens' botties I'd rather be Norman Nomates! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 You've not got any little 'uns yet then Richard? You'll soon change Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Richard T Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 I was lucky enough to meet the luvverly HP after her little 'uns had become big 'uns. (Now I just have to wipe up after her chickens. ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egluntyne Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 Friendship is sitting with your friends intoxicated teenager in Casualty at the Northern General Hospital, Sheffield at 2am. Said teenager went on rampage when parents went away minus sprogs for the first time in years. She would have done the same for me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 I was lucky enough to meet the luvverly HP after her little 'uns had become big 'uns. (Now I just have to wipe up after her chickens. ) Sounds like my Phil - except he draws the line at wiping botties Know that one well Egluntine All my friends have teenage or grown up children - the latest ones have been a crashed car and a pregnancy scare Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egluntyne Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 Know that one well Egluntine All my friends have teenage or grown up children - the latest ones have been a crashed car and a pregnancy scare I would prefer a snotty nose or a grotty botty to deal with any day. I'd also rather have the sleepless nights with a baby than the sleepless nights caused by a teenager I can tell you.! You've got all this to look forward to Claret! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 Thank you so much Dear Thing!!!!! I am hoping that my friends' teenagers will have been good training, but I know that it'll be different when it's my own child. If Rosie's anything like I was at that age, then she'll be hellacious Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 I intend to lock Caitlin in her bedroom the second she turns 12, and not let her out until she turns 25, at which point she shall emerge like a butterfly, beautiful and ready to deal with whatever the world throws at her..... The person I class as my best friend is the only person who would ever offer to hold my hair back, while I throw up, rather than stand at the toilet door, asking how I feel. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 I've been a birthing partner for one of my best friends, painted her toenails when she was too pregnant to reach them and held her hair. In return, Rosie was sick down her cleavage when she was a baby Phil also comes into that class - when I was very poorly and delirious after an op a couple of years ago, he had to look after me and do some very personal things for me. That takes guts from a bloke. I have to admit that I was sick on him too Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Looney Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 My friend gave me what I consider to be a massive compliment when she introduced me to one of her friends. She explained that I was the one that loved her enough to wipe a sicky stringy-bit off her face (after a night out) with my bare hand and then carry her home! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Martin B Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 that's ermmm... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Looney Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 that's ermmm... that's what friends are for! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bronze Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it. Now why did that want to make me cackle evilly. Steve sounds the same as Phill, hes done some really grotty things for me, expecially last year when I was in hospital. Must remind myself of that when hes being a Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Looney Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it. Now why did that want to make me cackle evilly. I'm going on my best friend's hen weekend this weekend and as I have known her the longest people are relying on me to bring up a few well hidden stories......not sure if I'm that mean ......well, maybe after a few shandies.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted March 8, 2007 Author Share Posted March 8, 2007 That makes me want to cackle too - I know some deep, dark secrets about friends, but then they know mine too (Bronze, what's happened to your avatar?) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bronze Posted March 8, 2007 Share Posted March 8, 2007 No idea it lasts about a day then disappears again. Will try again btw for my badge at Jimmys it'll be a bronze egg of some form Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
