(wrote this one while in the car on the way back last night)
Wow, what an epic weekend! I love trips home. It all starts with an epic night time road trip with Louise and Dean. There is nothing like a 11pm trip to Asda in Wollstanton to bring back memories of uni. Follow this up with a 2am drive around Notts town centre, totally lost because they have changed the one way system so I couldn’t find my sisters office, and you have the beginnings of a truly awesome long weekend.
Friday morning brought “the wedding of the century” which I have to admit, I got quite into. 11am found me and the family (plus Joni) sitting around the TV, eating comerative biscuits from paper plates with the royal couples faces on, drinking just a wee tipple to their health. I thought this was great – smiling happy people, spending all morning pointing out good v bad hats. What more could you need?
Friday night was “the big night out”, which was amazing. Thinking back, I think the best part of this night was I didn’t (quite) need to organise it! Many thanks to Chloe who did my job brilliantly, so well in fact I am never organising anything again – she can do it. A night of drinking, dancing and lots, and lots of laughter. I got to catch up with some old college friends – Tim (who is turning into a Paul Bettany Theoretical Physics Play-er), Fletcher (who has decided to turn into a Stalen-est biology teacher). And yes – I was sober, they weren’t and so will be quite surprised to find out I remember that conversation in full! I have to say I particularly enjoyed a little dance with a ‘slightly inebriated’ Joni, and then having to drag him off the dance floor at 1:30am because we were all going home.
All my wonderful friends who came out to party in style.
Saturday brought the trip to Stoke to catch up on all the gossip from Beth and Sam. Considering I lost my voice half way through Friday night you can imagine how much a trip to Beths helped! A little walk around uni was fun – we went to the library and looked up the exam papers we sat this time last year. I could not answer most of those questions now!! I was very upset to see the KPA was closed, so we had to get pub lunch in Newcastle instead, and then back to Beths (well, its technically Sams place now) for ice cream and yet more gossip. We agreed we couldn’t go Trafford Centre as neither of us have much money, but somehow I still managed to come home with a new skirt and shoes. That girl is just amazing…
Me and Beth smiling in sunny stoke.
Sunday arrived and it was time for more gossip in the form of lunch with sisters and poker night at Tims. Joni won, I can 4th out of 5. Not my finest moment. It was a fantastic night. Rich brought some home brewed Raspberry Mead, which was delicious. He should defiantly go with trying to sell it, it really great.
Joni enjoys the mead while kicking everyone butt at poker.
Friday night was so good I didn’t ‘t want to go home without seeing people again, so just before going home on Monday we went for a pub lunch with a few people (my 3rd in 3 days). Again, fantastic to see everyone, but I have to leave now before I get fat again.
A final pub lunch in the sunshine. Shame we didn't get time to play on the bouncy castle.
All this, and we are going home with money in the bank still. Amazing!!! I love being a two income household.
On the drive back I got an email from my industrial supervisor. 6 month report requested on the 12th May (only month and a half late!) so back to hard work tomorrow. Best get a good night’s sleep first…..
.......and you even managed to see the parents!!!
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