Weekendy type things

the weekend was not what I had envisaged mid-afternoon on Friday. However,
it was generally what I envisaged when Alec invited me over to help with
his gardening, except for the lack of post impaling.

Friday evening was spent trying to recover from Thursday night. ie. it was
quiet and chilled. I can’t exactly remember what I DID do but I didn’t do

Saturday morning was spent quickly getting the weekly shopping in Sainsbury’s.
It’s a whole lot of no fun, really. Still, I don’t have to worry too much
about thinking about what I need to get as much of it is habitual and automatic
these days.

So, it was off to Alec’s place in the afternoon. We weeded, we dug herbs
up and planted the same herbs elsewhere. (And I’ve just realised that I forgot
to pick up that mint root I’d put to one side to take home.) Food followed,
a nice roast vegitable and bacon toasted sandwich made from freshly baked
bread etc.. Thence it was on to watching last week’s Buffy & angel which
neither myself nor alec had seen due to other commitments.

Sunday started roughly at 9am.. or rather it should have been 8am, well according
to my biological clock it was, anyway. So, it was go downstairs, listen to
Broadcasting House on Radio 4 and drink some coffee. Wash, have breakfast
and then more gardening type stuff.. Well, mostly roughly pegging out where
Alec’s going to put his new bike shed.

Various other things happened, including sitting in the sun watching cats,
taking photos, going to Waitrose and knocking on Rachel, Graham and little
Christopher’s door and then going away again as they weren’t in.

Anyway, all this fun finished around 4pm as it was time to go home.

I got home thinking that my video was watching Time Team for me… but then
I realised with horror that it was still on GMT and so would be an hour out.
Time Team was already half way through by the time I got the telly on. Not
that it turned out to be that good an episode anyway.

I just slouched for the rest of the evening, still stuck on GMT in a BST world.

This morning it was SO hard to get out of bed!

At least the notification of my jury duty expenses came through the post
this morning.. £28. Not bad for three week’s not work (on top of my
normal salary).

Cor.. A Social life!

Well, I’ve just got in after a rather nice evening out with friends.

It started after work with me cycling home quickly, dumping my stuff, sitting down for a few minutes and then driving back to the department.

Having deposited my motor vehicle in the car park, I wandered over to a cash machine, got some money out, as you do and then preambulated to the Royal Oak public house to meet up with Paul and Jenn.

Others subsiquently arrived and much pepsi and other beveraged were imbibed. We then wandered as a group over to the Bombay curry house in Walton Street and had a jocular time eating and merry making.

Leaving the Bombay, the group split up and went their separate ways. I went along with John as Katie was wishing the two dutch girls who used to live at their house goodbye and I’d offered to give everyone a lift home.

So, off to the Tapas bar in Little Clarendon Street we did go. I was surprised to find in the aforementioned establishment not only Katie and the dutch girls but also Sam and a number of others.

I had to be sociable, so I sat down with the group and had a thoroughly good chat.

Following this, we all just had to go over the road to George & Davis’ Ice Cream Cafe. Well, you have to do these things, don’t you. Once there lots of ice cream was eaten. I just had some mango & passion fruit.. yum.

We said our good-byes, John, Katie and Sam wandered back to the departmetn with me and I dropped them off at home before coming back here.

I call that a good night out.

Boring lot!

Well, it’s Wednesday and seeing as I’m off jury duty there’s not a great deal to talk about.

Yesterday, when going into town to pay those bills I’d not got around to
paying whilst on jury duty, I passed the Magdalen Road Odeon cinema and saw
that this Friday (28th March) they’re showing the Rocky Horror Picture Show
and that it was to be introduced by Richard O’Brien himself.

When I got back to the department I decided to e-mail a number of the people
around here to see if any would like to go along. I’ve never actually got
around to going to one of these showings though I almost did a couple of
year ago when I was going to visit a friend in Liverpool to do so but family
things on her end got in the way so I never went. (She suggested that I wear
a lab coat, fishnets, high heels and not a lot else, by the way.)

Anyway, the responce to this posting was not encouraging. of the few people
who replied a number said that it wasn’t their thing but hoped I would have
a good time, some more merely said that they weren’t going to be around on
Friday, one said that she’d not be around but wanted to see photos of my
costume if I did.

Anyway, as no-one else wants to go and it’s probably sold out by now anyway and
I don’t have anything kinky to wear, I guess that wraps it up. I’m not going
to even bother thinking of going now. You have to be in a group to go to
one of these showings, in my opinion. It’s a sort of group humiliation fun
type thing. Going on your own dressed up is just sad and a little on the
dodgy side.