Hello Bloggers!
I've been away, doing ummm.... stuff. Stuff like, not getting a job and
making sure we have the cleanest toilet in the world. Or at least in
Clapham. So, I'll update you, as I know you must be missing me.
I went home for my sis birthday over the bank holiday weekend. Met her
from the train in Leeds to go with her to get her back tattoo finished
off. She
had the top part done when she was sixteen, and wanted it to be done
for her 21st. My god, it totally put me off having a tat on my back, at
least. I would put a link in to the studio, but I can't remember who
they were (I was sort of put off by the
fit as fuck bloke rather
attractive young man doing the job - phewee.) Anyway, after two hours,
I needed to head off to meet my old bezzy mate in Huddies, so I left
her howling and writhing on the bench. Here's how it ended up, she
couldn't manage to get the other half filled in, mostly because it was
6pm when she left and she went in at 2! She's in Milan at the mo' but
plans to get it finished when she's back, I think. The first bit is a
close up of some shading, tho it's still quite red, and the second bit
is showing all that she had done that day (the older tat and some
twiddly bits are higher up on her shoulders, so you can only see the new bit here. She has rather a long
back, no?
Anyway, I got back to the Hudd to see my mate and go for a couple of
jars. I kissed her and her man hello, and was treated with much
ridicule. Obviously I am becoming a bit of a Londoner, after all. Went
shopping with her and my sis the next day (Friday) and managed to get
some lovely new black stilettos, which I adore, and a hat for blinkage
purposes.
My most
wonderful baboon almost didn't make it, but somehow he sorted it out
and arrived on Saturday night (instead of Saturday morning.) Sunday was
the day of the party, her 21st, which was to be a real tea party as
this would be the last time she wasn't an adult. If you see what I
mean. e_b and I decorated the best buns you ever saw, but somehow I
forgot to get a picture of them. Anyway, they were brilliant. e_b then
made us a pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey. Here is a picture of him pinning
the tail on a drainpipe instead (yes, the party was in our half finished
conservatory. It has been half finished for well over ten years.)
Got back to London in time to go to The Hannahaha's swanky birthday
party at The Langley, which was brilliant. Definitely want to go back
there, if only for the cocktails, which were luvverly. Debate was quite
heated, with the discussions 'can men and women really ever just be
"friends"', 'is dvd piracy such a bad thing?' and 'was there a
Dirty Dancing 2 released in the eighties, or is Havana Nights truly
DD2?' I'm surprised they didn't throw us out, the obscenities that were
screamed and cutlery that was hurled over that last one. Then we did
magic tricks with matches. It was great.
On weds I saw m#2 to catch up on all the Reading gossip I've missed,
and we've decided it must be a regular thing, so I'm seeing her next
week too. e_b bought Warioware for the gamecube, so we had mates over
to drink beer and repeatedly press A the other night, which was a great
laugh. And now I'm off to meet The Hannahaha for lunch. So I must bid
you au revoir.
Au revoir!
