This has been a week of meeting old friends and new friends. On Monday I went to Guildford in the pouring rain to meet up with a friend who I haven’t seen in around three years. When we started chatting, it was like we were picking up where we left off just the day before. I love it when that happens.
On a hot and sunny Thursday, I went to Somerset House to meet up with two friends who I’ve met quite recently through Instagram. It was fun chatting in the courtyard and wandering round together, taking photos of Nelson’s staircase and a couple of the exhibitions.
I’m really glad I joined Instagram this year, and that I’ve been along to a few Instameets with the London Brunch Club. I’ve met some really lovely people, and I look forward to developing those friendships.
On Friday, I met up with a friend of a friend. When I was in Bratislava last year, I made friends with the journalist who interviewed me for a business magazine – so when she contacted me to ask if I’d like to meet up with a friend of hers who is visiting Kingston at the moment, I thought: “why not?”
I’m not sure whether I’m an a-typical introvert in that respect. I find it quite easy to start a conversation with a total stranger, especially when I already know there’s some common ground – whether that be a mutual friend or a mutual interest.
The fact is that I’m fascinated by people and their lives – although I used to feel shy asking people about themselves, in case they didn’t want to tell me! I love having conversations with new people and learning about what makes them come alive – and I often find I’m automatically drawn to people whose interests cross over with what makes ME come alive.