Happy New Year
Unsurprisingly, it was a late start. Surprisingly, no one had a hangover, although James went decidedly peculiar over breakfast and nearly fainted in the bathroom.
As the weather drew in (ie it started pissing down) we went back to the flat and watched School Of Rock. TOH and Alex went to pick up Martine from the station and then we played a looong game of Trivial Pursuits.
Later we dragged ourselves out of the flat and into the damp evening. The mission to find somewhere to eat proved quite difficult as the few places that were open were fully booked, apparently.
Eventually, we found a Cafe Rouge and had a passable meal. To be honest, we were feeling a bit rough by then, at least I was. When we left it was snowing! I love snow. We were jigging about like kids for about five minutes but then we realised it was freezing.
On the way back, we stopped off at the Cafe Royal for a quick drink. It is a fantastic pub, all plasterwork panelled ceilings and gold leaf on columns. I made TOH come downstairs with me to the toilet as it was really creepy down there. I was genuinely a bit scared as there was lots of corridors which had mysterious doors leading off them.
Back at the flat and Alex tried to entertain us by reading ghost stories but they were shit. Sounded more like an extract from the FT than anything spooky.
As the weather drew in (ie it started pissing down) we went back to the flat and watched School Of Rock. TOH and Alex went to pick up Martine from the station and then we played a looong game of Trivial Pursuits.
Later we dragged ourselves out of the flat and into the damp evening. The mission to find somewhere to eat proved quite difficult as the few places that were open were fully booked, apparently.
Eventually, we found a Cafe Rouge and had a passable meal. To be honest, we were feeling a bit rough by then, at least I was. When we left it was snowing! I love snow. We were jigging about like kids for about five minutes but then we realised it was freezing.
On the way back, we stopped off at the Cafe Royal for a quick drink. It is a fantastic pub, all plasterwork panelled ceilings and gold leaf on columns. I made TOH come downstairs with me to the toilet as it was really creepy down there. I was genuinely a bit scared as there was lots of corridors which had mysterious doors leading off them.
Back at the flat and Alex tried to entertain us by reading ghost stories but they were shit. Sounded more like an extract from the FT than anything spooky.
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