Uhm - so it's a rather been social week.....

Tuesday
So, after having a very, very relaxing bank holiday weekend getting up too nothin much, it was back to the grind.

Dorian was back in the office, I was back to more meetings, chasing up I.T., filling out security forms, chasing up the recruitment agency...... I was also trying to figure out how the hell to connect my new shiny phone to my work PC to sync up my calender.

So, whilst I'm sitting at my desk, fiddling unsucessfully with my phone, the Bernard pops down to gas with Dorian.... I can't resist playing with the camera function on my phone!!

Well hello there Dorian hmm.... very interesting!

hmmmm..... are you sure?

and after that brief encounter, time is marching on and before I know it's nearly home time! And of course since it's Vicki's second last day in the office before she leaves for bigger and better things..... well escaping Treasury is a start..... the immortal words are mentioned.

Pub?

Wine?

Old Monk?

Why, it would be rude not to!... so Vicki and I head down to the Old Monk for a couple of glasses of wine and we start to recall childhood summer holidays.

Now, for those who don't hail from north of the border, 'going to the Berries' will probably not mean that much to you;

Pickin yer drail clean?

Berry up?

Nabbling?

nippin up the drail for the lavvie?

Catching the Berry Bus at 6am in the morning?

Jam pieces?

It was bloody hard work as you can see from the photo above of me and my wee sister returning back after a hard day picking raspberries. Knackered!

Going to the berries consisted of catching the berry bus at 6am, getting bussed to a field and picking raspberries until it was berry up time around 3pm. There were no toliets, no facilities what so ever. You just stood in a field and nabbled all day, taking a break for lunch around 12, eating out jam pieces before going back to picking more rasps.

Och those were the days.....................

Glen also pops down to the Monk for a quick one, and then we all depart our seperate ways and head home.

Wednesday
Well, I thought the day was going quite well. Listening to Pink Floyd's 'Pulse' , album on the way into work. Meetings went okay. I was getting through my work okay..... then the Agency phoned.

One of the contractors I hired that was supposed to be starting working for my this coming Monday has pulled out.

Great.

Now I have to go through the whole fucking thing again.

• More CV's to look at.
• More interviews to do.
• More security forms to fill out.
• More notification forms to fill out.
• Another induction session to do.
• More phone calls to the Agency

It's just depressing.

So with that piece of good news, I sit at my desk and quietly fume, and grumble, grumble, grumble. Well until, Mary et al came over to Vicki's desk with a bunch of flowers and little leaving speech for her last day!

Awwwww....... Vicki wasn't expecting this!

He he he he he......

So, after all of that we head down to the Old Monk for Vicki's leaving drinks.

So, Vicki grabs a seat in the back of the pub...... Fenn turns up

and Glen, then Sunil with his new shiny phone, which Fenn loves

and I think Carmel also like Sunil's shiny phone!

So, after a couple of bottles of wine, Glen, Vicki and I jump in a cab and head up to Nusa Dua for a lovely malaysian/indonesian meal, washed down with another couple of bottles of wine.

A fantastic meal and converstion flows for another couple of hours and before we know it, it's gone 11pm! Ah, time to head home as we are all getting a bit worse for wear....

No, that would be the sensible thing to do wouldn't it?

And when have I ever not done the sensible thing?..... ;-)

I say my goodbye's to Glen & Vicki and head over to the CroBar and wait for Tim & Mark to turn up.

Oh boy. Oh boy. Oh Boy.

Thursday

I'm not sure what time I got home. But since that bar doesn't close until 3am, and the fact that I didn't wake up until after 1pm kinda gives me a rough idea.

God I feel rough.

Oh I feel bad.

Just as well, Jim, Kieran & Joanne are all off on leave, and Dorian is working from home today!

Oh I feel like hell.

Bed, sleep. Headache tablets. Sleep. No, it's not happening.

I venture downstairs to see what I have to eat in the house. Not much. It's hangover food time. All I have is diet coke and a pack of digestive biscuits.........I'm really living up to this health kick thing.

Ah ha... I see I have some mail. Bills, bills, oh and not a bill, a big brown envelope. What is this??

I rip open the envelope...... what is this?

Ah, it's my child! I have a child!

Confused yet?

I decided to do that world vision thing, where you sponser a child in the poorer areas of the world so that they can have an education, clean water and clean home etc etc....

So, I am now the proud sponser of Nafissa Djibo in Niger. I've been sent a picture, and an info pack about the whole sponser thing......I'll read through the rest of the details after I've recovered from my hangover! Head hurts too much.

Friday

Back into work. Back to chasing up various people, back to meetings! And yet another leaving do to go to!

This time, it's Claude's leaving do. He's leaving DCLG, and moving to DfT to work in Railways. Do DfT know what they are letting themselves in for? ;-). I meet up with Kate in the Litten Tree, who is still on the 'sparkling water' - cheap round for me then!

Claude eventually turns up - typical! Even late for his own leaving do! But that's Claude for you! :-)

and then Ken

and Nishi

and eventually Tim

So we now have a full house and the banter flows;

but I think Ken got a bit too much of the amber necter.....

Cause, he seemed to get drunk really quickly! Kate, Nishi & Tim didn't stay for too long, and not soon after they left the rest of us finished up and headed out seperate ways.

Ken & Claude wandered up to Walkers of Whitehall to meet up with Bumi and I jumped on the tube and bus home! Home by 9:45pm on a Friday night.

Today

I have no plans for today. Rest, clean the house, do a spot of washing and just relax. The weather ain't to great today so I reckon I'll just stay in, watch TV and potter about the house. If I'm really adventurous I may even pop out and grab a pizza later!

Organic, Organic, Organic - Stokey Darling, Stokey!

Have I lived in Stokey too long?

What's happening to me?

Remember I told you that I picked up some messages from Fresh & Wild on Saturday. And here's was me taking the piss at all the Stokey 'trendy media types', buying nothing but organic and reading the Guardian newspaper?

I made myself a ham piece yesterday, with;

• Organic Bread
• Organic Salad
• Organic Honey Roast Ham

Oh my god!

I never knew ham could taste so good! The bread, the salad - the flavours!

What have I been missing all these years? I never knew food had all these flavours.... How could I possibly go back to supermarket processed junk?

Even the organic milk tastes so much better.

Was this how food tasted in the old days? Christ, they are right - it was never as good as in the old days!

Okay, so it is more expensive than the normal supermarket stuff, but will my tastebuds ever forgive me if I go back to Sainsburys, Waitrose, Tesco's........??

Have I become a fully fledged stokey person? Well, I still read the Independent so there is hope for me yet........

It looks like it's a quiet one this weekend.....

So, where did I get to on the last blog???

Oh yeah, up to Thursday! Well I guess I should fill you in on what's happened today and yesterday.

Friday
It was a quieter day at work.... the place was practically empty with it being August Bank Holiday weekend. Dorian was back at work, and we had a wee meeting to catch up on things and then onto lunch!

Where we sat down with Vicki, Glen and Giles to not a really appetising meal, but plenty of banter!

Then a suprise! I receive a text from Euan, he was in Soho with his cousin and did I fancy meeting up with him for a beer??

Did I?

Did I?

Ohhhhhhh. Yes. The office was empty, and it was a dead, dead day.

I headed down to the Old Monk, and Euan turned up with his cousin Kirsty.

Then Nishi & James turned up....

and to really get the party going, Tim turned up!!

and so the banter flowed........

Until, Tim and I had to depart as we had tickets to the open air theatre at Regents park to see 'A Mid Summer's Night Dream'. Shakespere darling! Shakespere!

Which was just brilliant.... I will be the first to admit that I struggle with the surreal at times, and this play is certainly surreal in some parts - and where did the bald faries come into it? But I have to say, that I did enjoy it. I think so far, the 'Twelth Night', has to have been the best one I've seen so far, but this was still good. I think Tim prefered this one better than the last one...... After the play finished, it was a case of walking out the park and hailing a cab for home - which is just as well, because the heavens opened up and it was lashing it down!

Today

I was woken up at 10am by my mum phoning me up to thank me for the luxury chocolates that I had delivered for her birthday!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!

After the birthday phonecall, it was time for me to slowly waken up and head up to the post office to pick up a parcel that had been delivered. Nothing really exciting - just a memory card for my new shiny phone - woohoo - 1Gb of memory for my shiny phone. Just think of all the extra photo's I can take!

Hehehehehehehehe...........

So, it's getting near lunchtime and I head back down to Church St from the Post Office and am in search for brunch.

Ahhhhhh... Mexican style I think - I'm just in the mood for mexican

I go to Mecado;

http://www.allinlondon.co.uk/restaurants/restaurant-4264.php, and treat myself to Enchillada's Verdes, an orange juice and settle down to read the paper just watchin life wander by.

After that, I nip across to Fresh & Wild;

http://wholefoodsmarket.com/stores/stokenewington/index.html

and stock up on some food for the weekend. Fresh and Wild is a bizarre place, full of middle class media types eating nothing but organic, organic, organic, organic.

Will it rub off on me?

I doubt it...... but it will do for now!

I get back home, and have three choices;

• Tidy my room
• Fix the shower
• Sort through my mail

Suprisingly enough, I choose none of the options above and decide it's about time I start to build my Family Tree. It's something I've been thinking about for a while - and a bank holiday weekend is probably the best time to start something like this!

It's amazing how little I know about my larger family, so I decided to start building it and I seem to have gotten as far as I can with about 78 relations - I'm struggling with Names, dates of birth, places of birth etc etc. But, have gotten everything written down, well not really written - I'm using this genelogy software to build the tree - so I've saved the file and sent it up North to Mum and Dad to get them to print it out, paste it together and pick the brains of all my living relatives to see how much we can complete the tree!

When it's finished I may even put it up on my blog for you all to see!

So, it's now 8pm and I reckon I'm going to open up a bottle of a nice red french wine and nip out to La Barca and treat myself to pizza and settle down to some mindless telly.

Oh yeah.

Living it up big time on a Saturday night.

:-)

It's work Jim, but not as we know it......

What a week!

It's been a rather, rather busy this week since I last 'blogged' on Sunday. So, my fellow retrobates, just what have I been up to?

Well.

There's been work and then there's been play ;-).........

Monday
It was work, work, work. I had a very busy day at work, Kieran was off sick today, Dorian was back from his leave after getting married and I was also interviewing some contractors with a view to getting 2 report writers in to to a bulk of work. Never enough hours in the day!

On the good news front, on Saturday I'd phoned up 3 Mobile to cancel my contract and ordered a shiny new Sony Ericsson K800i cybershot phone from O2, and was hoping that it was sitting waiting for me back home.

On the even better news front KATE IS PREGNANT!!! I get an e-mail from Kate telling me that she won't be able to smoke or drink for the next 6 months! I mean, how in considerate of her, getting pregnant - who am I going to go to the pub with now ?? ;-) I guess I'll be on the baby sitting duties at some point in the future....... :-)

So, back to work and interviewing. I loathe interviewing. It sucks. But I suppose it's better than being the interviewee! It was one of those 50/50 days, not too good, but not too bad, and a bit of a long day as I didn't finish work until 7pm.

So I headed back up to Stokey, went for a meal in 56 at Newington Green with Tim, and we wandered on home. Tim was in for a treat on Monday night...................

No.

No, now stop it!

it's not what you think, you filthy minded individual!! ;-)

I treated Tim to an evening's viewing of 'Galaxy Quest' ; http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/subst/video/misc/dreamworks/galaxy-quest/gq-home.html/002-3113507-0060840 , a most fantastic movie. Think original Star Trek, being sent up big time by Tim Allen, Alan Rickman & Sigournay Weaver. It's one of the funniest film out there. If you haven't seen it, go see it!!!!

And by the way, my new shiny phone hadn't arrived.

Tuesday
It's another busy day of work, and I spent most of the day in meetings, leaving Joanne & Dorian to get on with kicking off the PESA & DQ report development project management workstream.

I finish work after 5pm and head down with to the cruddy bar to meet up with Kate & Nishi. Now this was fun. Kate has been taking the absolute piss out of me with my 'No alcohol on a weekday' rule - it's now time for pure revenge!! Now that Kate's pregnant, she's on the 'sparkling water', and I'm straight onto the cold bottle of sweet, sweet, intoxicating lager.

Only 6 months to go Kate..... I'm going to enjoy this ;-)

Tim, Glen & Sunil pop down as well and after a while it's on Glen and me left, and the hunger kicks in. Glen and I walk (not really that far), around the corner to a wee italian place on Victoria street.

It was actually quite a good meal and I'll probably go back there again sometime, but I can't for the life of me remember what the place is called! At least I know where it is though..... So we finished our meal, went our seperate ways and wandered back home to Stokey.

I get back home, feeling a bit worse for wear and wanting my bed and find that my new shiny phone has arrived!! Hoorah! Hoorah! Hoorah!

But I'm a wee bit drunk.

So I fall asleep. Happy that my new phone has arrived.

Wednesday
Ooooooooo. Waking up is bad.

I slowly come to conciousness. It's a painful process at the best of times. Then I remember that my new shiny phone has arrived. It makes walking up less painful. I play with the new phone a little bit and then hop downstairs into the shower.

So, there I am having a shower, giving myself a wash (now, get those naked thoughts of me right out of your mind there - you filthy pervert!) and was just about to start washing my hair when the shower hose/head snaps and falls to the floor.

It's not a good start to the morning! I'm all flustered and arrive into work late, with unwashed hair, feeling yucky! And as about as much use as a cold cup of coffee. This is going to be another long, long, long day. Tick follows tock, follows tick follows tock, meeting follows meeting and I'm acutely aware that I really, really want to wash my hair!

But on the bright side, there is my new shiny phone.....

And I wander round the office with my new shinyness taking photo's of Chris, the Bernard and Gerald;

thinking.... oooooooo. Shiny phone. 3.2 Mega pixel camera. I like my phone. Yes I am geek. I am geek girl. I wander back to my desk, sit down, and then look over at my bottle collection at my desk.......

Hmmm.... perhaps I should think about recycling these bottles. And then that thought quickly dissappears when I receive a text from Felicity.

She's had a tattoo done!

OOOOOOOOOOOuuuuuuuuucccccccccccccchhhhhhh!

Yes, she's in pain. Yes it hurt. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow!

So, after more meetings and shuffling some papers about I leave work and go to meet Tim, up off Denmark Street at 'The Angel'; http://www.beerintheevening.com/pubs/s/20/2012/Angel/Soho for a quick drink before we jump on the tube and train and head up to his house, where I spend the evening fixing his wireless network on his PC.

Yes my life is really that exciting. An evening working on the PC after I've spent the whole day sitting down in front of a PC is just what every girl really wants to do...............

Although I did get to see Tim's music collection, and for my efforts in sorting out his wireless network problems I am awarded a copy of a compilation punk album that Tim's band 'Newform' , had a few tracks on- 1979, Cardiff Punk.

I love the 'Blockhead' song.

It's raw.

It's punk.

Now all I need is a record deck to play it on!

Today
Well, I was suppose to be getting into work earlish but the delays on the Jubilee line put paid to that ;

At least Tim was able to kill time by reading the paper, whilst I spent the trying out the games on my new shiny phone. Remember, I am geek girl with new shiny phone.

I get into work to find Kieran off sick again, Dorian's working from home as he's got a delivery coming, so I'm all on my own....... and being pulled in 5 different directions with briefings, guidance, advice and more interviews, plus having to nip out at lunchtime to find a new shower hose/head!

It's a late one tonight at work with me not finishing till after 7:30. It's straight home, food and chill out watching telly and going through my e-mails etc and updating this blog!

Sleep now.

It's just not cricket...

Hullo!

Okay, I know I know it's been a while since I last updated this - but it's been a busy few days!

Thursday
Today was cricket at the Oval; http://www.surreycricket.com/, England vs Pakistan in the final test.

I rather uncharacteristicaly was the first one there! So, I sat down and listened to 'Seventh Son of a Seventh Son'; http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seventh_Son_of_a_Seventh_Son, (I'm going through an Iron Madien phase at the moment - reliving my teenage years!), waiting for the boys to turn up. And that they did! Nadeem, Tim, Dave, Graham and Frederick.

We start watching the cricket, only for the rain to start! Typical English weather....... But fear not, the rain didn't last that long and play resumed!

Hoorah. Well, only for a little bit - the rain started again....

So off Tim, Graham, Frederick and I went to the bar. A few beers later and after lunch had finished, play resumed and we had sunshine for the rest of the day.

It really as Pakistan's day as they bowled Engurlund out for 173, but at least I also got to see Pakistan bat as well. The cricket finished around 7:30, and we were all knackered and went our seperate ways home. I hopped onto the 436 bus to Victoria (miracously avoiding the thousands of other people trying to make their way home!), jumped onto the tube to Kings Cross, then the 476 bus back home.

I popped into the Shakey as Mike was over from New Zealand, and had a quick chat with Felicity, Mike & Mark. I was absoultly knackered by this point - sitting drinking beer all day and watching the cricket really tires you out!, and opted to go home instead of moving onto another establishment for food.

Home, Bed, Sleep.

Friday
I was glad I'd arranged to take Friday off, as I remember what I was like last year from the cricket with the sunburn and sunstroke! Okay, so this year there was rain instead of sun, but at least it was a relaxing recovery.

I headed into Westminster to meet up with Megan (who I used to work with on the SDS Project), and some of the other guys from work for lunch before Megan heads back off to Kabul. We do lunch, several beers and I then find myself in Soho having a beer with Dan...

Dan and I head to the Crobar for a couple before deciding to head down to his place in South London so he can get out of his suit and into more 'casual' gear. So, a bus trip and train journey to deepest darkest South London - and I am hit with an over whelming wave of tierdness. We decide to stay in, order pizza and watch 'The Lost Boys'; http://www.fast-rewind.com/lostboys.htm, a classic vampire movie from the 80's.

Pizza, sofabed, crash.

Saturday
Ouch.

I wake up, very briefly not knowing where the hell I am. Och, that's right. I'm at Dan's.

Oh joy of joys, the walk of shame back up to North London.

Train, Tube, Bus, home. I get a text from Felicity, she's had her tounge pierced! Oooooooooooooouch!!!!!
That sounds painful.

That looks painful.

That feels painful.

Ouch.


And she's thinking of getting a tattoo done on Wednesday.

Ouch.

I need my Bed, Sleep, Shower.

It's now 5:45pm and I leave home to head down to Oxford Street to meet up with Tim in the Argyll; http://www.pubs.com/pub_details.cfm?ID=149, which is absolutly hoachin with shoppers and tourists. Yuk. My idea of hell.

We have a quick drink and head back up to Angel for some food and decide to settle on Tapas and go to 'Sangria', a small spanish tapas bar on Upper Street. As usual we order way too much, but the food was just lovely!

Guess what, I'm tierd again. We head home, Tim watches the telly and I fall asleep. It's been a long day.

Today
It's down to S&M; http://www.sandmcafe.co.uk/index2.asp, for breakfast, then hopping onto the bus to get down to Denmark Street where Tim drags me around guitar shops for a couple of hours.

I really don't like shopping.

I really, really don't like shopping.

I head home, chill for a little bit, grab a pizza from La Barca and sit down with Felicity to watch 'The Empire Strikes back'. I'm tierd again.

Bed. Sleep.

Snooze. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Surfin the Crimson Tide.....

And here we are readers.

Since my last blog on Monday - where I was in a particular ranting mood, but can you blame me? Of course, female readers out there will understand - but I doubt the male of the species will be able to pick up on how bloody how annoying, irratating, inconvienent, painful the whole 'time of the month' thing is.

Grrrr

Tuesday
So, after Monday in bed, curled up into a wee ball, I woke up on Tuesday hoping to feel better.

No such luck.

I felt like hell, I was still sore, nauseous, cranky - and was giving some serious thought to staying home again. But I remembered that there was a particular meeting that I should really attend that afternoon, so off I went into work.

Boy was I tierd, absolutely knackered. It's a bad 'time of the month' this month. I last through to the meeting but am absolutely dead on my feet by 5:30pm..... it's time to go home. It's so bad, I'm actually falling asleep on the bus on the way home - I need my bed!

I get home and collapse on my bed, I've no energy left. Felicity pop's out and grabs us pizza from La Barca, and we watch 'Waynes World II'. Well I say we, but that didn't really happen... after 20mins into the movie, Felicity's phone goes off and that's her for the next hour!

I watch the rest of the movie, and fall asleep.

Today
Well, I did feel a bit better today - I'm slowly getting through this month's 'period'.

I wasn't actually in my office today as it was a change of scenary! Hoorah. But I was still in an office... Today, I was in the 'Information Edge'; http://www.informationedge.com/default.asp office. I was working with Joseph & Mark fleshing the case study out and seeing what we could agree on!

Of course, there was time for lunch to which Joseph decided he looked rather dashing modeling the latest designer wear in table napkins......

And then of course some serious conversation........

After lunch, it was back to their offices to finish up on a couple of details. We finish off around 6pm and I head home, popping into my local chinese for Singapore Fried Chow Mein, update the blog, download e-mail and watch some telly before going to bed for an early night.

I know, such an exciting life.........

Tomorrow should be a wee bit different - it's Cricket at the Oval tomorrow with the boys!

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman......

Och, Grumble, Grumble, Grumble.

It's annoying. It's really annoying. In fact it's so annoying that I'm thinking if only I'd been born a man.....And that thought is quickly shoved out of my mind. Euuuugh!

I didn't sleep at all well last night, and woke up feeling like hell this morning. Yes, it's 'that' time of the month....... surfin the crimson tide, on the blob, cramping like hell. I hate my period. I'm all sore, cranky, yucky. I HATE IT!!!!!!!! Every fucking month.

I swear if a man had to go through this every month they would have invented a medication by now that actually worked!! I mean what is it with those fucking adverts on the telly that has those wifies all smiling and running about in tight white shorts exercising when they are on the blob?

Fucking morons! That’s what they are.

Fucking morons!

Who the hell in their right mind prances about when they are on the blob? That’s the last thing you’d actually want to do. Now lets go through what I’m my ‘symptoms’;

• I feel bloated
• I feel nauseous
• My back hurts
• My breasts are swollen and sore
• My right knee hurts - (why on earth does my knee always hurt at this time of the month?? It’s not even fucking connected to my ovaries!)
• I’m cramping to hell, it comes in waves of pain that shoot through my abdomen leaving me curled up into a little ball
• And to top it all off, a fucking coldsore

I’m cranky. I'm in bed feeling like shit, trying very hard to resist the urge to pick the telly up and throw it out of the window if I see another fucking ‘feminine product’ advert.

Men have got a lot to answer for.

AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

It's a quiet one this weekend

Hello there,

After my quiet day on Thursday it was back to work Friday. And what a Friday it was..... You know when you get one of those days that you just can't concentrate, or seem to 'get into' the day....

Well I was having one of those. I'd replied to e-mails, finished a couple of things I was working on and it was only 11:45am.... Although Kieran was all bouncy and bubbly about work. I just don't know where he get his enthusiasim from!. So, what next? I was in a funny mood and decided to send round an e-mail to the usual suspects and see if they are interested in going to the cruddy bar at 12:30pm for lunchtime beverage.....

And so I set off down to the Cruddy bar to meet up with Steve, Kate & Tim! A few Staropramen's later, I pop into a sandwich bar and head back to the office.

It's going to be a long afternoon.....

Nope, I still can't get into the day. I finish my lunch, reply to another few e-mails and find a message from Steve.

Time to head back down to the Cruddy.

I meet up with Steve and Dan, Tim & Glen also turn up. After a while and whilst the majority of the group head off home there's just me and Glen left, and we are hungry! Off to Spicy World ; http://www.timeout.com/london/restaurants/reviews/3933.html, it is for poppadoms and Balti!

I hadn't been to Spicy World for a long time, but I guess I used to go there quite often. Now how do I know this? Becuase when Glen and I were sitting down to our meal, one of the waiters came over to take our order and recognised me - asking how I was, and how come he hadn't seen me in a long time! Jings, I think I've been working in London for a rather long time.....

The meal was lovely, we departed and went our seperate ways - I jumped onto the No 38 bus, then the No. 73 and off home!

Today
I was determined to have a quiet one this weekend. I slept till 10am as I had ordered my messages on-line from Sainsburys to be delivered between 10-11am. Although they didn't turn up till 11:15 - but hey, no problem as I got a £10 off voucher on my next delivery! So, armed with some fresh bread and fruit, I put a washing on and sit down with my laptop and spend the next 5hrs sorting out my library on my ipod. I did tell you that this was going to be a quiet weekend!

Felicity has headed out tonight on a 'date' in Oldstreet, and she's got another one lined up tomorrow! Lucky girl ;-)

So, it's a quite night of watching Angel; http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/buffy/angel/, and trying out my French wine (Chateau Simon, 2003 (an excellent year for Bordeaux), from the Sauternes & Barsac region that I bought from Taste of London; http://www.tasteoflondon.co.uk/.

And that's that I guess!

And my plans for tomorrow? Nothing much - sort out some paperwork, shower, maybe go to the movies..... well see where tomorrow takes me!

:-)

It's Rock and Roll man.....

Hello!

Well, since my last blog I did eventually meet up with Jim & Joe in the CroBar. Even though I was on time, the boys were late - boys will be boys! Those guys are never on time, so I made sure that I was prepared with the Evening Standard to read whilst I waited for the guys to turn up.

They eventually turned up 30mins late! Mind you Tim didn't turn up until nearer 7pm, but that didn't stop us ordering the beers in!

A few beers later, (and I am amazed that the guys actually stayed in that pub - I thought they'd be running to the hills!), and we are getting a bit peckish! Tim, wanders off home, Jim, Joe & I wander up to Nusa Dua for a fantastic meal washed down with a couple bottles of wine. We leave the restuarant, and nip across the road to the Nellie Dean for a quick drink.

By this stage, I am feeling a wee bit tierd and decide to head home, much to the protest of Jim & Joe who want to keep on drinking! The guys head up to 'The Couch'; http://www.beerintheevening.com/pubs/s/36/3615/Couch/Soho, for 'one for the road' and we depart! I jump on the No.73 bus on Oxford Street and head straight home.

Wednesday

I wake up feeling a wee bit 'delicate', but nothing major. I wander into work, do a days work with meetings, writing, re-drafting etc, the usual stuff.

But wait, I decide to have some fun... I decide to start e-mailing Kieran (my boss) telling him that he's supposed to be taking Anna & I out for cocktails! Oh he get's sooo flustered! It's fun!

I win, and we all head up to Soho to the Revolution Bar ; http://www.revolution-bars.co.uk/bars.php?bar_id=149, for vodka cocktails. But before we got there, Kieran wanted to go into Foyles ; http://www.foyles.co.uk/foyles/index.asp, and look for a couple of books on Crete since he was going there on holiday.

Now, most people when going somewhere abroad on holiday would normally buy a travel book?? That's what you and probably would have done.... Where as Kieran is a little bit different. He buys ancient history books on Crete...... we were dragged up to the Ancient History floor - I can honestly say that I have never ever, ever been to the Ancient History floor. And now I know why.

Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooring!

I was fastly loosing the will to live until Anna spotted 'Roman Sex'. God, those Romans where a filthy pervy bunch! After we escape, we resume our quest for Kieran to buy us several cocktails! Cameron arrives just in time for Kieran to get the drinks in - perfect timing!

Several Cocktails later...... Kieran's girlfriend Vicky turns up and we have a couple of more drinks, before Vicky & Kieran shoot off and Cameron, Anna & I finish off our drinks. It's 10:30pm and there's time for another drink! I take Cameron & Anna to the 'CroBar', where I'd been the night before with Jim, Joe & Tim.

Unknown to them, this bar doesn't shut till 3am ;-)

Oh, I'm such a bad influence......

3 drinks later, it's after midnight and Anna seems to be flagging.... looks like she won't be lasting the night! We say our goodbyes and head off in our seperate directions off home.

I jump on the 73 and head home, get to the house and fall asleep.

Thursday

Waking up is always such hard work.......

It was a quieter day in the office today, nothin much happened today except that I was tierd. I wonder why???? It got to 5pm and I'd just had enough - home James!

Jumping on the 24 bus, then the 73 bus I get home in 1hr, and wait for Felicity to turn up as we'd arranged to go to La Barca and treat ourselves to pizza, and Waynes World, http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0105793/, a most excellent movie dude.

Party time.

Excellent.

Schwiiing!

And that ladies and gentlemen is me all up to speed!

See you later.