Bank holiday weekend wrap up

I went into the weekend slightly panicked about what I would do with myself with five days off from work, but in T's words - "cracking weekend, wasn't it?!"

It sure was.

Friday: Funfair with Ex-husband, dodgems, and other sketchy rides - I went on the really tall scary one but he was too afraid, thai food, watching Nathan Barley, dinner party, my local, meeting fun new people, kissing in a hammock, running out of tobacco at 5am, only to find a half a joint hidden away, gutted to have not gotten Andy's number, despite the fact that he is ostensibly seeing someone - oh well.

Saturday: waking up hyper and probably still drunk at 11am, the zoo with T and A, tapir was my favourite animal, lions and tigers and bears oh my, more thai food, a nap while they watch Dr Who, then dragging myself back to my local, a distinct lacking of cute young guys or girls - everyone was worn from previous nights of excess, after party at E & D's, *meeting* Nathan Barley, cocktails, stumbling home at 5am, slumber party in my bed with A and T, drunken sleep.

Sunday: again waking up drunk and hyper, Tim "I actually snogged more people than you last night, what a surprise!" Me "Who did you snog?" Tim "Well, you" Me "haha, oh yea" Tim "And Amy" Me "bwahahaha!", giggling incessantly at breakfast, being asked by the waitress "Would you like bread or toast" and responding "What's the difference?" "Weeeell, bread is bread, and toast is toast" Did I mention I was still drunk?, hour and a half journey to new cross, being asked for my number by a drunk guy on the East London line, Ex-husband's band, curry for dinner, early night.

Monday: having a lie in, taking naps, more Nathan Barley, watching Chinatown, curry and beer, back to the local for an end of bank holiday drink, not being able to stop myself scoping out the talent, despite Monday being probably the worst night of the week to pull, being too shy to talk to anyone not at our table, another early night.

Tuesday: Not back to work until tomorrow, had another lie in, laying in bed with window open and fresh warm air coming in, children playing next door.

Only another three weeks until the next bank holiday. yeeeaaah!

xx