Had it not been for the terrible weather yesterday I would have finished my patio, I curse the weather for this. I really would have dearly loved to get that finished this banker holiday but alas I was thwarted. You see, it wasn't just the weather there were some other things that interrupted my flow.
On Friday night I went to Brasserie Chez Gerard with Tash. She's been doing well at work and they decided to award her with a meal out for her and her partner, which would be me. I had a kia royale, fillet steak, a Belgium waffle, an Irish coffee and a Mai Tai cocktail. Tash consumed a similar meal, not bad for free. Saturday was a bit of a non event really, all that really happened was that I took Tash to go and get her car. We then watched the Eurovision Song Contest. An interesting watch, but ultimately absolute tripe. A couple of amusing acts just because they were so peculiar and the fun of watching the votes come in.
I also sat and watched a fair amount of bid TV, price-drop TV and speed-auction TV. I find them funny as the presenters have to talk non stop about a product they probably think is rubbish and be enthusiastic. I have concluded that their main products are pillows and watches. The best was when this bloke was trying to sell a tray that you put on your lap with a pen holder, cup holder and a little light on it. This thing was pure tat, but he was really getting into it. Oh yeah, I can just imagine reading a book on this, and you've got your pen holder here (he strokes the pen holder). Really funny.
Sunday was alright, managed to do all but four of the square slabs on the patio and we went to Homebase. I bought something I've always quite fancied, a chair in a bag. I have so far sat in it twice. I just like putting it in the bag, slinging it round my arm and then parading round the garden. We also got some sun loungers and I got some nails and weedkiller. I have used the nails to smack into the shed and hang spades from. That's what I done.
On Monday, since it was raining and there wasn't much else to do I went to Reigate with Tash to look around the shops. As it turned out Tash just wanted to look in the bloody clothes shops. Here are some of my comments from the shopping trip:
"It's alright, if you want to look like Little Bo Peep"
"Looks like it's just been dug up from the garden"
"Not bad if you want to go round looking like a gypsy"
"This one's nice (I then point to a bright green dress I know she won’t like)"
"You can get the same in Asda or Tesco for half the price"
"I wouldn't bother; it looks like it's made out of crepe paper"
"That looks like it came out of a Christmas cracker"
We got back just as the cricket finished.
Later on in the day I managed to capitalize in a break in the weather and lay those final four slabs, great success. I’ve Just got the rectangular ones to go now. During this brief session of yesterday I managed to bang my finger with the rubber mallet, I now have a black mark a tip my left middle. It's where the blood pooled under my skin from the smack. Add to this the cookie cutter shark gauges I got from rubbing sharp sand, into the gaps between slabs, on my right index and middle tips (from Sunday’s session) and you have a rather uncomfortable typing experience.
Finally I watched the following films this weekend:
1. Cloverfield
2. Butterfly on a Wheel
3. The Ringer
4. The Air I Breathe
Cloverfield was the best of these whilst The Air I Breathe was the worst. Brosnan was good in Butterfly on a Wheel.
Just before I forget, Tash & I have decided that Coca Cola Zero is the best Coke you can get. Whenever we go to a restaurant now we’re going to ask for Coca Cola Zero even if we know they don’t do it. Coca Cola Zero please.
Cheers a lot.
