The last 3 weeks of our stay in England, were both surreal, exciting, hard work, drunken, expensive and ultimately sad and happy all the same time. Weekdays were spent working hard painting and decorating in London, and although hard, is very satisfying being able to see what a difference you've made. The work was vital for us to be able to even afford to be able to be back here at all.
Weekend 1: finishing late on Saturday, we head straight for a good old knees up in south London near where I was born, for a part in New Cross, dirty beats, drunken smiles, and north London crew, what else could a couple of dip sticks ask for. I managed to make it to the pub the next day at around midday (straight from the party), what a mistake to make!
Weekend 2: st. neots time, Thursday, Donna's party, wrestlers (pub), Colin and Emsey arrive, very late night, dancing in my brother front room being the highlight, blocking entry for his friends into his flat, a lowlight. Friday, night in with the married couple and Donna, was quite lairy still. Sat, head to Cambridge, met up with Tom, Kates fire spinning friends from the midlands, Boris and another tom get in on the act, and ultimately all ends in crazyness and pain getting up in the morning. Friday meet up with the lovely Linda, where we contemplate karaoke, and what a light weight she is. Monday, the legend that is Ed makes lunch, and it must be said he is a terribly nice chap, for a Charlton fan. 3-1.
Weekend 3: Thursday, tequila it makes us all act like four year olds, Danny, Colin, Emsey and katey, muchous funnios, and Kate left with some suspect pillow bashed injuries, and the neighbors down stairs left complaining. Friday, similar to previous, but on a larger scale, and more complaints from down stairs. sat, somehow make it to central London, after no sleep, spend the day wondering through London, feeling the head pain, my brother flaked at 5, and then I went out for dinner with Kate and her mum and laura, most peoples highlight being the hagen daz restaurant.
Leaving England after a day on Hampstead heath with the dog, was harder than last time, and maybe that's to do with the level of appreciation I now have for mine and kates fantastic families, as well as what we were missing with our friends. A few tears were shed, but man points diminishing, we knuckled down, and were looking forward to new challenges.
Big shout out to all my special people, you know who you are. xxxxx
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