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My Bank Holiday Weekend Shenanigans…

Monday, August 29, 2005
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Here in England we’ve had a three day weekend, which is always good. It’s been hectic to say the least.

The Tall Guy and I went out to our favourite Mongolian restaurant on Friday evening, and were treated like royalty by the staff there (the ladies there love the Tall Guy) the food was exquisite and the service was fantastic.

We also got a complimentary bottle of wine from the owner of the restaurant which went down really well. Too well actually. (g)

On Saturday evening, myself and some girlfriends went out to an Italian restaurant for dinner. One of our friends was moving to Thailand, to live permanently, and we wanted to give her a good send-off.

Between the six of us, we managed to consume two bottles of Moet, which we only ever buy on REALLY special occasions seeing as it cost £40 ($68) per bottle, and four bottles of wine. After dinner, we then went into town, and hung out with the ten year olds (or at least they only looked ten, does this mean I’m getting old?) and drank some more. Needless to say, I was pretty legless by home time.

The Tall Guy hates me getting cabs on my own when I’m in town, so he came to pick me up at about 2am, bless his cotton socks. We were all very girly, very loud, and very silly, but he was pretty good-natured about being attacked by a bunch of drunken females. He took me home, and apparently I passed out. Sorry babe.

My sister passed her driving test a couple of weeks ago, so she wanted The Tall Guy and I, to go with her to look for a car, so on Sunday, that’s precisely what we did.

She’d asked me to put her on my insurance when she first passed, but I equivocally refused, and having been a backseat passenger, whilst she took the car that she eventually bought for a drive, I stand by my decision. She drives much too fast. I was frantically doing my Hail Mary’s during the ride, and I’m not even Catholic.

Today, Paul and I, and some friends, visited a popular theme park here in England called Alton Towers. We went on lots of rides, ate lots of junk food, and generally behaved like children. It was lots of fun.

All in all, it was a jolly good weekend. Anybody do anything interesting?

6 Comments »


  • Desiree Erotique
    August 30
    2:48 am

    Hi Karen! The Tall Guy is Paul, right?
    I babysat my grandbaby and started a new story, based on an Arthurian legend. Said good-bye Friday to my oldest son, who started college today. About it, so no, nothing real interesting. And no Moet 🙁
    Ah well, me happy nevertheless!
    Hugs

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  • Sam
    August 30
    7:45 am

    I just got back from Spain, so I mostly did housework, laundry, and gardening. Then I had to go back to the airport to pick up hubby who stayed for the weekend for work.
    Not very interesting I’m afraid. I’m looking forward to the 11th of Sept. when the village has its annual antique / garage sale here. Lots of fun. My friends and I have a stand in front of my house and we usually buy a bottle of pinot for the occasion.
    Thanks for the kind words about AGP –
    Hugs,
    Sam

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  • Dawn
    August 30
    11:45 am

    My parents and my Aunt (who’s visiting from Germany) came up from Devon on Saturday and stayed over.

    Saturday afternoon, we were descended upon by my little sis, little brother, his girlfriend and their son and little brother’s newly found daughter and littler brother who’s like the Scarlet Pimpernel.

    My aunt, who’s a bit bossy, invited around (for Sunday) the wing of the family that we don’t see very often. So Dad and Mum cooked.

    The menu? Brown stew chicken, rice and peas, fried plantain, corn on the cob and veg.

    Monday, Michael arrived back from Thailand, Mum and Dad went back to Devon and I caught up with my sleep on the sofa in front of some programmes that I’m sure were very interested.

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  • Dakota Cassidy
    August 31
    11:09 pm

    babe, I got ONE question. I’ve always been curious. What does a Mongolian restaurant serve?

    I mean, didn’t they dig like PEOPLE? LOLLOL

    I’m really serious–what’s the cuisine–id love to give it a shot. As long as it isn’t fried pinky or something.

    DC 🙂

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  • Karen Scott
    September 1
    9:36 am

    Hey Des, yeah the Tall Guy is Paul! The Arthurian legend book sounds interesting, Although I’m a contemps kinda gal, I do like stories from around that time!

    Sam, lucky you, being in spain for so long! Actually, did you write Darla’s Valentine? Cuz I went and bought the rest of your books based on that crazy book!

    Dawn. the menu sounds heavenly, I’m getting hungry just thinking about it Gosh Michael travels round a bit doesn’t he?

    Dakota, lol!! It’s just normal food, it’s just different because you select your own raw ingredients, and they cook the food for you then and there. You have to watch out that your hair doesn’t get singed though!

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  • Dakota Cassidy
    September 2
    6:19 pm

    Ahhh, this sounds good. I’ll give it a shot if I can find one in the land of Bubba and steer. LOL–thanks, love 🙂

    DC 🙂

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