Costumes and tapas in the park
Lorraine and I out to buy food and wood wax first thing this morning. The wax bought from a wood shop where there were several buckets and a rather morose man serving as water fell from the ceiling. Then home to eat a large breakfast with Toby, who had been watching The Jeremy Kyle show. Betty, Mark and Callum were there too, gathering to rehearse for Pack of 3.
Then Toby set off for a slow walkabout in Brighton. Lorraine went to the Twitten bearing doubloons to pay Dawn for the paint she has bought to do my house. Lorraine and Dawn also met a general builder who is going to fix my kitchen ceiling and the back yard. This all constitutes progress, but involves spending lots of cash.
I was at the Masquerade costume shop, which is handily just around the corner from The Old Church Hall with Betty, Mark and Callum as they tried on various pirate and alien costumes. Betty has an excellent spacegirl outfit. Much laughter. Loads of clobber hired, but a useful discount for sheer quantity prevented my wallet yelping in a too appalled manner.
Then after a chat with Lorraine and Dawn sitting outside Brighton station. L and I went to the gym, Lorraine and I working out for about an hour, before undoing all our good work by going to the Basketmakers with Toby to share portions of chips and slake our thirst with a pint.
In the evening taxied off to St Anne's Wells Park, where rather randomly tapas was being served. Lorraine, Betty, Toby and I met Rosie there. We sat in the cool low sun, and were brought agreeable tapas, and wine at a table in the middle of the park. Then we wandered down to Rosie's flat to hang out for a while before walking across town to The Basketmakers again. Here we drank some beer and talked late into the night. Were joined by Sam, rather cheery about going to college and his results. Toby enjoying a proper no-nonsense pub night I think, and Sam and Beth left and at midnight Toby, Lorraine and I poured Rosie into a cab and we three sloped home feeling no pain.
Lorraine and I out to buy food and wood wax first thing this morning. The wax bought from a wood shop where there were several buckets and a rather morose man serving as water fell from the ceiling. Then home to eat a large breakfast with Toby, who had been watching The Jeremy Kyle show. Betty, Mark and Callum were there too, gathering to rehearse for Pack of 3.
Then Toby set off for a slow walkabout in Brighton. Lorraine went to the Twitten bearing doubloons to pay Dawn for the paint she has bought to do my house. Lorraine and Dawn also met a general builder who is going to fix my kitchen ceiling and the back yard. This all constitutes progress, but involves spending lots of cash.
I was at the Masquerade costume shop, which is handily just around the corner from The Old Church Hall with Betty, Mark and Callum as they tried on various pirate and alien costumes. Betty has an excellent spacegirl outfit. Much laughter. Loads of clobber hired, but a useful discount for sheer quantity prevented my wallet yelping in a too appalled manner.
Then after a chat with Lorraine and Dawn sitting outside Brighton station. L and I went to the gym, Lorraine and I working out for about an hour, before undoing all our good work by going to the Basketmakers with Toby to share portions of chips and slake our thirst with a pint.
In the evening taxied off to St Anne's Wells Park, where rather randomly tapas was being served. Lorraine, Betty, Toby and I met Rosie there. We sat in the cool low sun, and were brought agreeable tapas, and wine at a table in the middle of the park. Then we wandered down to Rosie's flat to hang out for a while before walking across town to The Basketmakers again. Here we drank some beer and talked late into the night. Were joined by Sam, rather cheery about going to college and his results. Toby enjoying a proper no-nonsense pub night I think, and Sam and Beth left and at midnight Toby, Lorraine and I poured Rosie into a cab and we three sloped home feeling no pain.
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