Some interesting things have happened here, I suppose, if you can call them that. At work I am suddenly in charge of sales in Peru, Colombia, Mexico, Belgium, Slovenia and Croatia as well as the UK. Which has been, um, keeping me busy. And frankly quite scared too.
I have been to about twelvety cities in the last two weeks doing fresher's fairs and just got back from Turkey on Thursday where I got about four hours sleep and had some very scary meetings with middle-aged women of the Colombian mafia.
I also picked up a lovely cold which has wiped me out and made me hack like a chimney sweep with TB.
Next week I am off to Norwich to visit my nephews in their new home which is MUCH too far away from me. I suppose I can see the benefits of the beach over the Holloway road but I still think it was damn selfish of them. Who am I going to play monkey high jump with now?
Then after Norwich it is Madrid and Cork for more meetings which I hope will increase my general level of exhausted, moaning grump. Bah!
Still, less of the grumbling. there are some cool things happening too. I now have two godchildren, Cosmo and Maes, to add to my brood of adored, vicarious babies. Apparently I don't have to have anything to do with God, I just have to turn up, drink champagne and remember their birthdays. I think I can manage that. Oh and probably let the come to my house to smoke spliffs when the are teenagers. A very important role.
On the home front, Jah cat had a funny turn last month and actually sat on my lap for the first time in ten years (this might seem dull and unremarkable but if you know Jah, you'll be astounded too). I personally think she was just driven temporarily insane by the view of my crumpled, morning face.
This is a sight never seen before and unlikely ever to be seen again so it's a good thing we have recorded it for posterity. Now we can embarrass her in front of her cool, neighbourhood cat friends when she gets too big for her boots.
Otherwise nothing important has happened. Chris turned 31 on Friday but we're not drawing attention to that. We saw Bill Hicks Slight Return; very good and also confusing in equal measure if, like me, you are a die hard fan of the late BH.
And then today, as a demonstration of how much I am not making a fuss of his birthday, I actually got my hands on the pornographically good cake which I have been drooling over for two months.
I had to use some extreme, passive-aggressive, guilt-persuasion about the fact that they couldn't do my 30th and then I had to go to Sloane Square at stupid o'clock in the morning.
But I achieved it. I finally got my grubby, drooling mitts on the cupcakes of the century.
Check out those bad boys. They taste even better than they look too.
I have been left at home with half a box of this incredible cake and a bottle of wine, nursing my cold while Chris plays crap poker in North London. can certainly think of worse things in the world, Colombian mafia or no.
3 comments:
Those cakes look great!
Happy Birthday Chris.
Did Chris mention that Chas. Earley, who plays Bill Hicks in that play, is a friend of mine? I'm told he's v good in it, but not liking Bill Hicks, I've never gone to see it. He had laryngitis last week, so he's had to cancel shows - guess he's back on the mend now.
Those biccies look lovely.
He did sound a bit poorly, but he did a good job and rather sadistically I am glad he got ill because then they laid on extra dates and I actually got to go.
Had no idea he was your friend. What a genius.
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