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Who is afraid of growing older?

They say one year older, one year wiser.  I seriously hope so!


They also say "Thirty is the new Twenty" - woohoo!!  I want to agree with this statement but.. somehow I wonder is it a statement of denial?  Anyhow, it's a fact - I am 30 years old!!  omg I can't even believe it.  I don't feel 30 and I certainly hope I look younger.. haha still in denial!


I thought I needed to do something bigger than previous years.  It is the big 3-0, no joke.  So one month before I started planning.  I searched for places to book and thought of who I could invite.  In all, I think I invited about 20 people.  I've not done something like this before since I turned 21 and deep down I was nervous that no one would turn up!

After speaking to friends and doing some googling, I settled for The Parlour, a gastropub near office and home.  I've been there for after work drinks but it's always crazy loud and busy, packed full with bankers in suits.  They tell me it's completely different on the weekends and that I should check it out for myself.  Indeed when I checked it out with Sarah and Kine on a Saturday last month, it was completely different.  And so I reserved an area for about 15-18 people not quite knowing how many will turn up.  As I had in mind an afternoon of canapes and drinks, I pre-ordered some finger food for the party.  And borrowed Angie's Polaroid camera for some added fun. Of course with Z here, I invited him too, and asked him to be the photographer since this is his keen hobby.

3pm at the Parlour, Gabby and Ben arrived even before K and I, and we had barely chatted when Marketa and Rahul turned up presenting me a lovely bunch of red Gerberas. Soon, Zoe and her friend Michelle turned up followed by Sarah.  Z followed later, and then Angie.  And then Phillipa and Richard, Kine and Karlin. Evelyn came last of all and gave me a beautiful bouquet of pink and white roses.  It was lovely seeing all my friends mingle amongst one another.  Soon I had to order more food while people bought their own drinks.  We had our exclusive corner with two swing chairs and everyone commented how nice the place was.  I was one happy Bel. :)

 

Nothing crazy but an afternoon of get together with my close friends in London, all whom have made my life here a sweet memory in one way or another.  Truly thankful to each of them. :))

My girls

Phillipa and Richard, one of the nicest couples I know

Gonna miss Angie when she goes back to Singapore

Glad to welcome someone from home!

girls in action

group shot

Catching up
 
My close girl group, you should know them by now!

ex flatmates

first Scottish friend from Hillsong

my fav Scottish lasses

The guys


The Czech girls

The Asian group shot, Singaporeans and Malaysians


With my fav Norwegian girl

With my fav Ecuadorian girl
The Singaporeans
 
Old friends

The two dragons

Lovely memories
Thanks to Z who took such nice photos for me, capturing the beautiful afternoon.  That is one powerful camera, no matter how you clicked, the photos turned out really well.  (I had a secret thought to steal his camera when he was asleep at night..)

Now.. Time to embrace a new chapter of my life!

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