just thought i'd fill you in on a wee update before i head off to le studio.
went to Settle this weekend. met joey p in leeds, it's always surreal seeing cambridge people in the north, on my turf! went for a drink then headed off to get the train.
Settle is ridiculously quaint, really gorgeous setting in the middle of nowhere, huge rocky hills and little town square, really like a holiday village, which i suppose it mostly is.
spent most of the day drinking (a granted where joey is concerned) in the pub, went for dinner, had a slight disagreement with everyone about the welfare state, but let's face it, that's always going to happen, i am the only person who seems to be getting more militantly left wing as they get older, despite the trend amongst everyone else to go the other way, not to mention the fact that i was much too well oiled by this point to talk about anything even remotely resembling politics... :{ ) (that's a man with a moustache)
so having successfully made everyone hate me we headed off to the pub, returning home to drink about a litre of gin and tonic (it's so bloody more-ish!) and slept on a very comfy little chaise langue, woken only by joey p's somewhat strange night noises.
Did the usual thing of waking up at about 7:45 feeling absolutely FINE, probably due to still being pissed on reflection, waited for the others to wake up then watched with some amusement as joey p leapt into bed with james like a little monkey and hugged him with an extreme level of relaxed comfort, was quite heartening really!
we decided to go to the wensleydale cheese factory as it was raining so much that a walk was not really possible. UNffooorrtunately the nano second that the car engine began i was overcome with the desire to lie in a bed spewing into a bucket...uh oh!
eventually i had to confess my situation for two reasons 1) the roads were clearly going to resemble a rollercoaster for the FORTY minute drive and 2) i had to get out of the car urgently for fear of soiling it with g+t :(
thoroughly humiliated i was left at home to have a nap. slept for about 20 minutes then woke up feeling absolutely a million times better, presuming the others had gone off to do something ambitious i gave them a shout and they had merely made it to the social club. James picked me up and we sat in the club, theresa and joey p playing dominos and introducing me to an amazing lottery card machine that cost about 20p but created extreme excitement! also went trawling about the very high level chazza shops, help the aged being especially sweet!
Simon came up on sat to watch the rugby and take me home. me and theresa played dominos throughout the rugby which i have never done before so that was a skill learned, it's pretty relaxing, i can see why old people play it for hours...
headed home, joey p suddenly on the booze and fag wagon in preparation for his coach journey, all of us pretty knackered.
Left about 11 on sunday and really enjoyed driving through the dales. Me and simon decided to head to harrogate as the weather was so lovely. Headed for Betty's and had an insanely amazing lunch! Gazed at all the easter stuff for ages, they have a range of eggs that cost between 150 and 200 quid!! judging by some of the people there ( i saw a little wizened lady with dyed jet black hair and huge shades clap her hands together loudly behind the doorman's head to get his attention, pretty amazing levels of rude) they can def afford it.
walked round the parks which had the most crocuses (croci biggsy suggests? makes sense...) in that i have ever seen in my life, literally carpetting the ground for metres and metres squared.
came home and had a sweet sweet nap...
as for yesterday, spent the day at the studio printing with daffodils, quite possible the most satisfying excercise ever!
so, that's about it. just thinking a lot about my interview on thursday and swinging between sheer blind panic and not thinking about it at all in denial...
anyhoo, jeremy kyle no longer holds it's usual appeal so i think i will leave now while it's still on (i know!) laters potaters!
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