busy busy weekend, which passed in a flash.

i bargained my way out of a traditional “hen’s night” (thank god) in lieu of a girl’s night out with angela, clare, pasadi, and sue. getting to clerkenwell was a mission and a half, with the southern part of the northern line out of commission. i had to take a bus to earlsfield, take a train from earlsfield to waterloo, take the northern line to king’s cross, and the metropolitan to farringdon. hung out at the three kings pub (site of last year’s infamous nye party, where i drank, danced, puked and snogged) until closing, then headed down the street to the “evergreen party” at the amazing tardis venue. set behind an anonymous wooden gate, it’s half open air/half train trestle alcoves, with candles and trees and a live parrot (how angela always seems to find these places set in train trestles, *I* don’t know!). it’s been ages since i went dancing, and was sorely missed – we partied til after 3 and i rolled home very tired and tipsy, which is surely the sign of a good night out.

up early saturday morning to do some errands, one of which was getting j’s wedding ring re-sized (i ordered it from the states, due to the very favourable exchange rate, but got the wrong size). absolutely certain i remembered where the shop was, we spent ages wandering knightsbridge saying “hmmm, this doesn’t look familiar, do you remember this?” finally found it (all the way down at green park!), grabbed some sushi, and headed home, so j could go meet up at his friend’s bachelor party in covent garden. i spent the evening reading, and j fell into bed sometime in the wee hours of the morning a bit worse for the wear.

up early again sunday for an obligatory visit with the very sweet but extraordinarily garrulous Aunt Muriel (nickname “Topsy”). She’s my grandfather’s cousin, who lives in Piddington-on-Oxford, and when we last visited in the summer, she kindly served the most atrocious homemade Sunday dinner ever massacred in the history of kitchens. Luckily, this time, she offered to take us out to the pub, and invited along several other relations of her deceased husband for a relaxed and convivial roast dinner at the local. it was a very nice afternoon, all in all, with some lovely people, but with nearly 2 hours travel time each way, a very long day. came home and crashed out with some “west wing” to recover sufficiently for the beginning of a new work week.

some pics of topsy & co. below

linda and rob

muriel and john

muriel, jen, and jonno

linda and john

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