+Friday+ I popped to Retro after work to see Sunin and the boys for his birthday. TJ, who isn’t meant to drink, did a spectacular job of only managing to be in the bar 20 minutes before inhaling half the bar’s supply of wine. I went home and slept lots. Saturday I worked for Phil doing some fun things to do with a new company he’s setting up, so I was doing flash work and using inkscape to create logos and the like. Was great fun tho I feel like I need another weekend. Was out with Freddie on Saturday, tubes were broken so I was late and he was half pissed by the time I got to the World’s End. Giggle. Went to Retro and discovered it to be empty. Headed off to the Kings Arms so Freddie could drool at a scary hairy thing...heh. Fortunately it’s summer so everyone was stood outside the pub and it was bearable. Drank a teeny bit too much, really. Saw Nich and Lloyd and Jay — some strange big fat hairy bloke started talking to me like he knew me. Odd. Coz I have no idea who he is. After the KA I thought I’d inflict the White Swan on Freddie for a laugh. We generally took the piss out of most of the bar, mocked the poledancer and then left. Got a cab home via the dodgy offy. It works thusly, you request alcohol, they wander off, stuff it in black bags and then give it to you at the till. So I thought I’d request the alcohol and then go straight to the till and pay, as I had a cab outside waiting for me. So I did. The alcohol arrived and I started to walk off, the guy behind the till, who’d served me not 2 minutes before yelled “oi, you’ve not paid”, which I had and was generally stroppy even though I insisted I’d paid. Wasn’t until someone behind me in the queue said “check the CCTV, that’ll show if you’ve paid” that they backed down and I could leave. Seriously dodgy... Home and watched some Jam and then Back to the Future for a bit and then bed. At 5am. Urgh. Up at 10ish on Sunday as Freddie needed to get back. Ate toast and then braved the outside world. Bank station, which had been partially closed (northern line branch shut much to my annoyance as it made me late to Camden Sat evening) had finally given up the ghost and was totally shut. So went to Canary Wharf and put Freddie on a tube. Wandered back in the sun and decided that I’d chill out for a bit and then go out. Chatted to people online for a bit and then headed off on my bike down various bits of canal and road to Tescos to buy some shopping. Sat on the edge of the canal, under the District Line, ate some lunch. Chugged along the canal for a bit. Slowly meandering my way home in the gorgeous sun, was ace. Best thing for a hangover, cycling. Not really sure why, but it just is. Got back home long enough to drop off the shopping before heading back out down the canal and then along narrow street and out onto the river, round Canary Wharf and up to Waitrose for a bit more shopping, some flowers, that kinda thing. Creme eggs for 10p! Munched by the river and then wandered home. Chopped up some of my fresh herbs, added the last bits of mum’s chives from the freezer and then mixed the lot up with some lean steak mince, a little balsamic vinegar and salt and pepper to create some rather yummy burgers, which we munched over more Twin Peaks. Then bed. At about 9. Heh. Was sooo very tired...