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Nov. 19th, 2011 05:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI've had the most lovely twenty-four hours.
Friday was, above all things, an Okay Day at work. There was a Tesco order, which was bad, but we got flowers from a haulage firm for "the ladies in the office" which was actually a lovely gesture. I managed to leave work a few moments early, and came home for a last quick clean around before heading out for takeaway, while Richie went to grab Ann and Louise from the train station.
We ended up having a really lovely chilled out evening. We watched Children In Need and giggled a lot (mostly not at the telly, that was rubbish) and ate far too much food. It was a great opportunity to have a really good catch up, and talk absolute nonsense for a long time. Plus, it's the first time I've ever stayed awake for all of Children in Need!
Both Louise and Ann stayed overnight, and although Richie has been in work today the three of us had a lovely day bumbling around a cold and windy Southport. We went for tea at the posh tearooms and I ordered an eclair, which arrived with a tiny knife and fork.
"What on earth are these?" I wondered out loud.
"It's a pastry fork," Louise answered.
"... pastry has a special fork?"
The next ten minutes followed genuine bafflement for me as she explained a world of pastry forks, grapefuit spoons ("what on earth do you use to eat grapefruit?" "I don't!") and other random kitchen ingredients. I was pretty sure by the end of it Louise would take me under her wing and tutor me so I could go to the Embassy Ball and be passed off as a lady.
Either way, the eclair was delicious. We also had a wander around the junk shop I take all visitors to, and Ann bought a hotel bell which is a thing of beauty and I await her announcing all of her needs with a small 'ding'.
They've both gone now, which is a shame. I am now alone in the flat and awaiting the chance to curl up with Strictly Come Dancing and have, I must admit, an early night. Rock and roll.
Friday was, above all things, an Okay Day at work. There was a Tesco order, which was bad, but we got flowers from a haulage firm for "the ladies in the office" which was actually a lovely gesture. I managed to leave work a few moments early, and came home for a last quick clean around before heading out for takeaway, while Richie went to grab Ann and Louise from the train station.
We ended up having a really lovely chilled out evening. We watched Children In Need and giggled a lot (mostly not at the telly, that was rubbish) and ate far too much food. It was a great opportunity to have a really good catch up, and talk absolute nonsense for a long time. Plus, it's the first time I've ever stayed awake for all of Children in Need!
Both Louise and Ann stayed overnight, and although Richie has been in work today the three of us had a lovely day bumbling around a cold and windy Southport. We went for tea at the posh tearooms and I ordered an eclair, which arrived with a tiny knife and fork.
"What on earth are these?" I wondered out loud.
"It's a pastry fork," Louise answered.
"... pastry has a special fork?"
The next ten minutes followed genuine bafflement for me as she explained a world of pastry forks, grapefuit spoons ("what on earth do you use to eat grapefruit?" "I don't!") and other random kitchen ingredients. I was pretty sure by the end of it Louise would take me under her wing and tutor me so I could go to the Embassy Ball and be passed off as a lady.
Either way, the eclair was delicious. We also had a wander around the junk shop I take all visitors to, and Ann bought a hotel bell which is a thing of beauty and I await her announcing all of her needs with a small 'ding'.
They've both gone now, which is a shame. I am now alone in the flat and awaiting the chance to curl up with Strictly Come Dancing and have, I must admit, an early night. Rock and roll.
