Team Harlie

Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a Queen from the Isle of Hooliganslivehere. The Queen was flown to the Side of Canadia, where her sparkly blue eyes fell upon your story weaver and she declared ‘you remind me of my daughter’, a statement I would soon discover was no small compliment. And by ‘no small compliment’, I mean ‘a really, like really huge big one’.

Her daughter’s name was Princess Hannah, her Hooliganslivehere title She of the Usually Late, and her Indian name Gets There Eventually. Princess Hannah was dating Prince Charles, Him With the Hair, and Indian name withheld for reasons of national security.

After The Queen made her declaration, she provided P. Hannah’s phone number to yours truly and the rest is, as they say, Bob’s Your Uncle. And by ‘Bob’s Your Uncle’, I mean I just forgot the saying I wished to plug in….oh! HISTORY. The rest is history.

Princess Hannah and I chatted over the phone first ever in 2005 where it was decided I would sleep in her castle on (then) Bethnal Green Pasture (‘BGP’, because Princesses like acronyms, you see) when on the Isle of Hooliganslivehere. I believe the first time we met, we were both uncertain of the friendship and the potential for greater and deeper friendship what with her being a Princess and I, a mere Canadian.

By the end of my first visit to her BGP, something had shifted and I had fallen in love with the Princess, as well as with Him With the Hair (because it was he who convinced me to start a thing called a ‘blog’. From that day forth, Princess Hannah and I shared a bond that has only become stronger. Enough to ensure that when I visited Welovefreeshit (above Hooliganslivehere), I popped into Hooliganslivehere to do nothing more than catch a show, have dinner, and a sleepover with both the Princess and Him With the Hair (during which we discussed Briggs Meyers Something I Can’t Spell and Princess Hannah declared that I was a clear example of Something I Can’t Remember).

Recently, I was sent by the Land of Canadia to complete some work in Hooliganslivehere. I was excited because the Princess and the Prince would be in town and we would have most all evenings together for nearly ten days.

Sidebar: I must say that I don’t often like people – something which may come as a surprise to many because I give off the impression that I am extremely social. Which I am. Thing is, I am social only to a certain extent. And then I become extremely antsy and in need of me time to recoup my energy and become social once again. Also, my social extends to one evening and not more. That I am ever excited to be spending multiple evenings with the same individual(s) is a great achievement and it means I really and truly am in love with said folk(s). Otherwise, my attention trails off and I start imagining Taylor Kitsch eating pizza, drinking a beer, and listening to live music while I am perched on his lap. An image extremely pretty inside of my unusually large head.

Ten days of heaven I spent in London. Hannah and Charlie were lovely, beyond measure, and made my stay at theirs incredibly comfortable and warm and engaging and hilarious. Really and truly, they are one of history’s Great Couples. Team Harlie!

Harlie are currently going through an extremely difficult time, and have been for over a year. It is emotionally and physically a challenge faced daily and which Harlie may continue to do so for some time still. For this reason, I would love for each and every one of you to please take a moment and send them your warmth, prayers & strength (as well as energy because they are somewhat Boheme and as we all know, them Bohemes? They love good energy).

Thank you. Love you.

(Of interest: When not in London Town, Harlie can be found roaming and raising olives in the mountains of Portugal.)