Hello people of the world. Or those who read this – which is probably not many really.
Been a bit busy this last week and not been in the mood to write down my thoughts. Here I am anyway.
Ok well at the weekend, went home to Bristol. Vik’s birthday was on sunday but we had things planned for saturday night so I thought I’d make the most of being at home for a couple of days. Me and the parentals went out friday night for food. I love going out for dinner when I’m at home just because I hardly ever do when I’m here or if I do, it’s just to Whetherspoons or the union or something hardly very special.
Met in the Assembly sat night – I had previously been told it was a pink theme, so to wear something with pink on. As I dont even own anything pink, I nicked a top from the lil sister to wear out. When I got to the pub, most other people weren’t going by this theme but we did have loads of pink glittery cowboys hats for anyone who wanted one. We did get a lot of comments like ‘hen night’ thrown at us – understandable cus of the hats but my friends really do not look like slags even at the worst of times. From the pub, we went on into town and went in Reflex. It was possibly the first time I have been in there and not been asked for ID on the door. Maybe we’re starting to look like grown ups who are responsible. Wahey!
Anyway – great night in there, after we came out, lots of hanging about on the centre in the cold, firstly sorting out issues with someone’s ex who was being a bit prattish, and then trying to get a taxi who was happy to drive all over south bristol. There ended up being 6 of us so we split comfortably into 2 3’s and went our separate ways.
Quick question – why do some taxi drivers, when you say for example ‘how much to get to Knowle’, say I’m not going there/I can’t go that way? They go whereever you want to go, surely. They are a taxi!!! Just annoys me anyway. They seem to be allocated set places where they can drive and will not go further than a specific line.
On sunday, went for breakfast with parentals and various family friends. Beautiful food, little cafe in Bedminster which do loads of types of brekkie – I had full english, followed by toast and jam. Then me and mum went for a short walk around Stanton Drew which is a very small bronze age stone circle just outside bristol. Took some pictures, came back and packed my stuff up.
Didn’t get back in Plymouth until 9.00 in the evening on account of earlier train being cancelled. I have completely lost faith in rail travel. So much money – luckily I got two singles instead of return and it was an ok price but for what you get – rip off really. Even for a short arse like me, the leg room is nothing to write home about. I got on the later train but because of the earlier cancellation, it was completely packed from Bristol all the way back. I sat in the corridor bit between the doors with about 7 other people until Exeter. Actually I probably had more legroom out there, but not so comfy on the bum.
Anyway – that’s my weekend. I’m planning on working on dissertation 2moro – how much procrastination will I do?