19th February 2007

Thursday

Finish work at 5.30 and dog it home at top speed to at the Towers in time for the arrival of Chris, Claire and Nikki. Chris texts to tell me that they’re going to be 45 minutes late. Relax and set about cleaning the bathroom and changing bedsheets. Welcome Nikki to the flat (she arrives separately to the other two), and feed her gin and Doritos whilst I sup on my third Budvar. Chat about nothing until Chris and Claire arrive, and we listen to some tunes (a nice Jof/Chris mashup of “I’m Into Something Good” by Hermans Hermits and the KLF at one point). More booze, showers and a taxi postponement later, we’re off into Reading and to the Renaissance Hotel where Chris meets up with Deano Ramirez and does his journalist thing. Claire, Nikki and I waltz over to the bar and I get the kind of looks from the other bar dwellers that can only say “two hookers in one night, eh mate? Nice going”. We joke about this. Head off to an empty Fez Club where we meet up with lil Kirstie, and also Sarah Acklin (blast from the past). She’s friendlier than I thought she would have been, which is a pleasant surprise, but my priorities are elsewhere. Drink champagne, dance for about 3 hours, get bored with it, drink some more, enjoy myself again, get a bit bored again. Head back to the flat, make some more cocktails and then go to bed without drinking them. Waste.

Friday

Day off work, so nice and relaxed morning, aside from the drilling from downstairs. Wake up and provide continental style breakfast for my friends. Nikki drives home after Chris unsuccessfully lobbies for a lift, then showers, and say goodbye to Claire. Chris and I head into Reading for a MacD’s (oh yes) and he goes to catch his train. I hang around in Reading for a while until 4, when I go and view two potential flats (very nice, but a little expensive). Back home by 6, tidy the flat, then out again at 7 to Mum’s to get my back waxed by Rachel. Interesting, if not painless experience, but I am now nice and smooth. Chill at Mum’s for the evening and home and in bed by 11.30.

Saturday

Get up 10.30 and lazy around watching Soccer AM. Have some toast and head out to watch the Devels lose 1-0 in the semi finals of the cup to their league rivals. Bad tempered drink in the sports club afterwards. Go home and eat a pizza and have a little lie down in front of Man Utd vs Reading. Ring Chris Allen to see what the plans are for the evening and he sounds very drunk. Strangely, meet Chris, Ally, Beehead, Tom Wilde, Anna and Gareth down the sports club (I don’t think they’d left). When I get there Beehead is dancing with his top off. Ally and Beehead intensely drunk, and very funny. After a while Nathan turns up and we go to the Welly. Barman refuses to serve Ally and Beehead after B is sick out on the patio. Ally (jokingly) threatens to throw a bar stool. After much hilarity, head back to Nathan’s for some Pro Evo and bagels with incredibly hot mustard. I can still taste it.

Sunday

Wake up at Mum’s house and stay for Sunday dinner. Watch a bit of the footy and then head back to the towers and waste the afternoon in front of the telly. Let the cat in for a bit and play with it. Feed it some water after it tries to drink out of the toilet. Guiltily put the cat out at about 8 and hear it miaowing on and off during the evening. Write a song and record a demo. Bed at 12.30.