Candle roasted marshmallows, hip hop Jo, and steam room trauma

It's all in a weekend.

Finished work with a great sigh of relief on Friday. Headed home listening to some Kid A from the Radiohead boys. Stopped in at the Wellie on my way home for a quick pint. Went home ate and got ready to go out. Jo Drew and I went to liquid lounge and then popstars. The festivities from the night before coupled with the day I had at the office, did not allow much energy for this outing... Ended up back at home around 1am and tumbled into bed. Sleep was just so very appealing.

Saturday morning crept into my room and I awoke and prepared to head down town to collect Hannah's cake. The bus ride into town squashed my theory that I was invisible to fare collectors. After doing 2 trips in the last two days I finally was asked to pay a fare... Jo smiled at me smugly, knowing my theory was now de-bunked... arrived in town, exchanged Jo's sweater at Muji... then my mini rock garden at American Retro. After a great deal of walking down Oxford st. we finally ended up at Chockywockydoodah. The cake was there and waiting. Quite splendid. It was a solid chocolate covered cake with a towering collection of pink and white marshmallows. Gravity, was not an opponent to this cake. Jumped on the 30, that by some small miracle, circulated around those parts of town...

There we sat, feeling quite pleased with ourselves for having completed all our tasks in the short time that we had before Jo had to be at work. All of a sudden this young guy came and sat in the seat in front of us. He asked us to wake him up when we got to Angel. He proceeded to introduce himself and tell us about his previous evening's exploits. Jo and I couldn't help but smirk at the oddness of the whole situation. He then looked at Jo and asked her "Are you a hip hop girl?" I couldn't help myself, I burst out laughing... now that's a line I've got to remember! After she replied he then asked her if she had a boyfriend. (indeed this girl has the fever!) she's even pulling random young straight boys on the bus! Ah what a laugh.

The party was a success. A little bit of unavoidable drama... but all in all a good time. Esmerelda even stopped in. It was a good laugh, it was nice to see Hannah happy, she's been quite low of late. Drew, Esmerelda and Lynsey were drunk enough to prove that one could indeed roast marshmallows over candles!

Sunday morning Hannah and I hit the oh so exciting Sainsburys for some well needed food. 53£ later we headed home. Lentil soup and baguette for lunch followed by a swim at Highbury Corner. The swim was great, we thought that we would cap it off by a nice little sit in the steam room... well room isn't quite what I would call it. It was more like a steam broom closet. Lets just say it was filled with a lot of very rowdy very muscular black men who were very excited to see us. Feeling panic and claustrophobia setting in, I hesitantly followed Hannah to sit down. Unfortunately we weren't even able to sit down next to one and other. I closed my eyes and tried not to have a panic attack. We bravely lasted about 5 mins before we caught a glimpse of one and other through the steam and communicated the panicked, lets get out of here look to one and other. Perhaps it was the garbled conversation and laughter about cherries that the men were having that put things over the edge. I can't say for sure....I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard... walking out of the steam room, I'm sure they all could hear us.

Went to bed insanely early and was at the gym at 8 again this morning.... I'm on a bit of a swimming kick.... My hair colour isn't liking it too much... but that's another story.