A letter from Jan 13, 2023

Dear FutureMe, I hope you're happy, in whatever shape that takes. But I'm going to have a little fun and make some predictions, here goes... 1. We don't live in London anymore. I have no idea where we'll be but that's the prediction! 2. We're engaged............ feels a little mental to say but like hopefully?! Would be nice at 33 (you old cow). 3. Nora and Rupert still regard you as their favourite aunt (duh, not even worth saying really) 4. The job prediction is a hard one. Maybe I've popped out a sprog (lol please) and am on maternity leave rn. The world is wild, ya never know. 5. Maybe we play another sport now too, maybe. I'm predicting that we're just real good at softball now (please ha). 6. Please say you can sort of speak another language now ya lazy so and so. Let's see how we got on, out of 6... Antonia x