Monday, 21 February 2011

Virgin, Virgin, Virgin


After a fascinating lecture on memorials Friday afternoon I rushed back home via Tesco picking up some big juicy lamb shanks. Knowing that my guest was on the train just 6 MINUTES behind, I cracked a sweat picking up dirty washing, bringing down cups etc etc all the things your parents told you to do on a daily basis but you have failed to do when living alone!
(parents advice 1 - me 0).
Knowing I had seconds I quickly threw the lamb mint wine etc etc all on a hot pan hoping the smell and aroma of the meat would mask the now rancid smell oozing from the kitchen fridge. Just as I rushed to get the last of the pants off the floor the door went.... Apparently Ladies don't appreciate hearing "bugger bugger she's here!!" being shouting while dashing to the apparently not very sound proof door!

While we waited the 3 hours for the meat to slowly cook, I took her outside to burn the Christmas tree (romantic). I never knew that Christmas trees smoked so much but the smoke that bellowed from it almost put Icelands Volcano to shame!

Saturday was time for a bit of arty farty culture as we went to the Natural History Museum to see the Wildlife Photography Competition and the not so cultural "Sexual Nature" exhibit. After all that excitement we dodged and dived the corridors of lost camera wielding tourists and finally navigated our way out of the NHM and into the V and A for a bit of Renaissance art (I wasn't really that interested in the art I just seem to remember reading somewhere there was some nice cake in the V&A). I don't know if this effects any one else but Museums suck all the energy out of me, so we dashed home!

Not one to turn down free food we decided tonight was the night to use the free Nandos voucher I obtained from a previous bad visit to Nandos. I offered to collected it from the store (thinking it was only down the road). This was a great idea until 1)They told us it would be ready in 10 minutes, 2)It was almost 2 miles down the road! when I returned with the dry burnt grilled chicken the tiny portioned side dishes all not very nice, we decided to rent the A team to cheers us up! what a stupid mistake! of course we couldn't rely on Virgin to manage a whole film! as a result I spent an hour achieving nothing :(

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