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hathycolWell.
Made it to Edinburgh, in the end. We had to make an emergency stop on the way, as Katie was very, very hungover, went a green colour and the second I pulled into the pub car park opened the door and was spectacularly sick.
A lovely story, I think you'll all agree.
That unpleasentness out of the way, we actually drove into Edinburgh. For those that don't know, Edinburgh is the capital city of Scotland (and yet, still smaller than Liverpool) and has lots and lots and lots of shops. As such - perfect for Christmas shopping. We went to MacDonalds for the sheer luxury of fast food, before hitting the shops in the reserved and sensible manner. I bought the very small things I needed to get for Christmas presents (basically - no one is getting one and if you do it's because it was on sale or if you're related to me or buy me food) and Derya did her Christmas ball shopping. Basically, the rest fo us have big gothic black dresses and Derya looks like a slightly blonde version of Dracula in her trouser suit and red combo. I have no idea where![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zeta_of_s will fit into this happy picture, but we shall sort that out at the time.
Came home via, um, the Scottish Borders. We got very, very, very lost as Katie took us onto the bypass. Except the South bypass, not the North one. We didn't realise where we were until we started seeing signs for Carlisle.
It was funny if you weren't the driver. *facepalms*
By dint of speeding and Derya shouting out instructions to me from the roadmap (thank god - she can drive, read maps, and has done the same journey I did to get to St Andrews, if you don't count the fact she started in South Germany and I started in Ormskirk) we made it back by nine, and by general consensus, we weren't cooking.
My Christmas present to myself was a Chinese meal. I think I scard my housemates. I like eating, and when the food is there, I will eat it. They watched, frankly terrified, as I managed to eat my merry way through about two and half portions as they all gave up and just watched me. Katie dared me to finish the rice, and I did, with the prawn crackers, chips, and the chichen and cashew that was left.
I suffered for it later as I lay on the sofa moeaning quietly and begging that no one touched my stomach because I might die. We then watched Flash Gordon, and you know that's always good for a laugh.
Today I have finished my Christmas shopping (read: flailed about in Clintons Cards, Tescos, Ottokars and Bonkers all the while doing "OMG WHY IS THE TOWN SO EXPENSIVE IF ONLY DUNDEE DID NOT SCARE ME SO DEEPLY") and also done the Christmas lunch shop. We are having Christmas on Saturday and we bought crackers. And turkey. The turkey is quite large. At some point in the next week, I have to get myself to a greengrocers, as I have to do the vegetables for this meal par excellance. At least we have enough wine and sherry knocking about the house to feed us all. I'm just glad it's not me doing the crap like bread sauce and stuffing. Do we even have enough space to make this? We have to feed (and fit into our lounge ARGH) seven people minimum and I suspect Selda will bring Garry and this is going to get messy.
In less exciting news, I am probably failing my degree as I have done very little work this weekend. BUT HOW IS THAT CHANGE.
~Hathy_Col~
Made it to Edinburgh, in the end. We had to make an emergency stop on the way, as Katie was very, very hungover, went a green colour and the second I pulled into the pub car park opened the door and was spectacularly sick.
A lovely story, I think you'll all agree.
That unpleasentness out of the way, we actually drove into Edinburgh. For those that don't know, Edinburgh is the capital city of Scotland (and yet, still smaller than Liverpool) and has lots and lots and lots of shops. As such - perfect for Christmas shopping. We went to MacDonalds for the sheer luxury of fast food, before hitting the shops in the reserved and sensible manner. I bought the very small things I needed to get for Christmas presents (basically - no one is getting one and if you do it's because it was on sale or if you're related to me or buy me food) and Derya did her Christmas ball shopping. Basically, the rest fo us have big gothic black dresses and Derya looks like a slightly blonde version of Dracula in her trouser suit and red combo. I have no idea where
zeta_of_s will fit into this happy picture, but we shall sort that out at the time.Came home via, um, the Scottish Borders. We got very, very, very lost as Katie took us onto the bypass. Except the South bypass, not the North one. We didn't realise where we were until we started seeing signs for Carlisle.
It was funny if you weren't the driver. *facepalms*
By dint of speeding and Derya shouting out instructions to me from the roadmap (thank god - she can drive, read maps, and has done the same journey I did to get to St Andrews, if you don't count the fact she started in South Germany and I started in Ormskirk) we made it back by nine, and by general consensus, we weren't cooking.
My Christmas present to myself was a Chinese meal. I think I scard my housemates. I like eating, and when the food is there, I will eat it. They watched, frankly terrified, as I managed to eat my merry way through about two and half portions as they all gave up and just watched me. Katie dared me to finish the rice, and I did, with the prawn crackers, chips, and the chichen and cashew that was left.
I suffered for it later as I lay on the sofa moeaning quietly and begging that no one touched my stomach because I might die. We then watched Flash Gordon, and you know that's always good for a laugh.
Today I have finished my Christmas shopping (read: flailed about in Clintons Cards, Tescos, Ottokars and Bonkers all the while doing "OMG WHY IS THE TOWN SO EXPENSIVE IF ONLY DUNDEE DID NOT SCARE ME SO DEEPLY") and also done the Christmas lunch shop. We are having Christmas on Saturday and we bought crackers. And turkey. The turkey is quite large. At some point in the next week, I have to get myself to a greengrocers, as I have to do the vegetables for this meal par excellance. At least we have enough wine and sherry knocking about the house to feed us all. I'm just glad it's not me doing the crap like bread sauce and stuffing. Do we even have enough space to make this? We have to feed (and fit into our lounge ARGH) seven people minimum and I suspect Selda will bring Garry and this is going to get messy.
In less exciting news, I am probably failing my degree as I have done very little work this weekend. BUT HOW IS THAT CHANGE.
~Hathy_Col~
