Monday 26 November 2007

Sweet Sherman

Gordon Ramsay. Raymond Blanc. Jamie Oliver. Nothing, I tell you, nothing compares to the creative genius of this little beauty...


Seeing as I have now left my current tank girl position (for another, slightly more upwardly mobile one), I was presented with this awe-inspiring creation to send me on my way. Made, by hand, by my dear friend Ruth. Along with more kind words and gifts than any person should be allowed to receive.
To say I was speechless was an under-statement. To say I was possibly more touched that day than perhaps any other, is also not an under-statement. I think there are two other times which match it. A car, a necklace and a great friend, one. When my father told me I had never disappointed him, the other.
Moments such as this should, and will, always be treasured. I don't think you need many. Just a small number of very special moments, with very special people, who show you that they care. It need not be a grand gesture. No thousand red roses or firework display. Just the right words or the right smile. There's no truer gift than that.