Ok well it's the middle of the weekend and I've had a lovely time so far! I came up from London yesterday to the fabulous House of Bede on the train. Well it did take me a bit longer than I thought - I had to go over to the central restaurant for a meeting (the woman didn't turn up... grr) and got back to the office at about 6.00 where, quite innocently and trustingly, had left my lil suitcase with pretty much all the essentials I couldn't live without this weekend. We're talking -
- Normal clothes that people could wear in public without being mentally noted for immediate rejection from society.
- Makeup that isn't 7 years old and solidified into a hard block of something colourful.
- Shampoo and conditioner that aren't 90% water or washing up liquid style.
- Hair straighteners.
- Oh and shoes that fit me.
So you can imagine the beginning of my sense of humour failure when I get to the door and IT'S LOCKED!! Not only locked but I DON'T HAVE THE COMBINATION. Now, this did happen just the other day. The combination is inside my old notebook, the daddy version of the now famous academic planner (you know the one, dividers with pockets, a pull out year planner, the works!!) but that is full of PCH minutes and intermittent blank pages so it's now redundant but I can't throw it away just yet (yes, completely sentimental reasons!). Anyway, I should have switched the brain on and saved the combo in my phone or at least in the baby notebook. Did I do that??? Did I? No. It took another half an hour, 5 phone calls, the head chef having to leave service to help me and a lot of sweatiness in a very enclosed space next to the door to get in, get the suitcase and leave for the homelands!!
I eventually made it, got in at 11, and conked out. The train journey was a classic though - just let me tell you this and I'll get on with the weekend itself. So I decide that a can of Strongbow and a ciggy would be nice before I get on the train since I missed the 7pm one and had half an hour to kill. So I'm sitting outside, reading my (quite disturbing) book, puffing away and feeling naughty (is drinking on the streets legal or not??? I am so law abiding its silly, but I did feel guilty!). I stroll in at quarter to, thinking yeahhhh I'll get the ticket and stroll over to the train - lovely not to rush like I usually do. Aaarrr!! A big long queue for the ticket machine and people going as slowly as anything, you know those people 'not good with technology' - who should clearly go and queue for a real person who can help them as they have been trained on computers. So by the time I have my ticket, it's 5 to! Noo!! I rush to the train and get a seat (after climbing over 2 suitcases, a buggy and getting mowed down by a small very buxom lady who didn't seem to see me walking straight towards her).... next to a tres smelly man!! I can't leave the seat cos there's none left really and my suitcase is wedged in between two seats infront of me and after lil sis's experience, my bag is not leaving my sight (due to the above bullet points).
So all the way to Birmingham (he couldn't get off any sooner could he!) I was treated to heavy heavy breathing and random wafts of the worst BO ever all the way up. And then little wide girl starts playing Beyonce on her mobile's loudspeaker. Sigh! Public transport = my biggest challenge in life. I really have tried to deal with it and just get on with life, but now I'm more assertive, I really just want to tell people 'sort it out' but I'm still a bit scared of everyone's reaction. So we'll leave that until I'm a crabby old lady shall we!
Moaning aside, I had a lovely day today! I got up early, and pottered around, chatting to Gdad, mum, dad (giving the hedge a haircut) then we went to Hampton Loade for lunch.... yes I did suggest it and was so worried about my reactions to a midlands middle of nowhere pub lunch! But it was actually fine, lovely company (Dad had a shandy, how funny is that!) and the food was nice, a bit microwavey but the chips were like chip shop chips! There were some nice staff there too... the most basic service ever but that was fine and I didn't get anal once, yay!
So then we went for a drive, on which i did feel a bit nauseous - all these bumpy windy country roads! I'm getting citified! Then I had a lil nap and spoke to Sarah on Skype, tea (a nice little mix of all kinds of left overs and long standing fridge favourites like gherkins and pickled onions!) and some tv. Then I had my blog epiphany and here we are!
I'm getting a bit sleepy - the eyes I know are glazed and have that permanent 'I can't move from one spot' feeling! So i think it's bedtime for me ( hopefully tonight I know where I am when I wake up!! And don't dream about the ex ex ex!)
But my next blog will be much more interesting I am sure. I'm going to write about my current love life! I'm quite looking forward to it as I might make some kind of decision about the pitiful state it is in - but we shall see.
Nighty nighty xxx
