I apologise in advance.
I had to get up at 7:30am today as I thought it would be a nice trip to go to Birmingham for the day.
Because of my severe lack of sleep parts of my body are moving slower than my ultra slow brain is telling them to.
Anyway!
Yeah... in Birmingham. So far I am dissapointed at the lack of snow globes, but I am impressed at the volume of elderly people! I am also umimpressed at the escalators that keep jumping out at me and i'm sure, go just a little bit faster when I go to put my foot on one (hence me looking like a nong as I jump about 10 feet into the air as i think i'm about to fall over)
hmm.... i'm just waffling now.
ok! what have i been doing recently?... appart from watching telly, that is.
Well... after my adventure back in Brighton (woo)..... I went to Nottingham to stay with my cousin Owen and his girlfriend Prue. That was fun. It was like staying with a shorter version of my dad, but just as nerdy (guess it runs in the family).
Nottingham was interesting... just as cold as everywhere else... so i wont continue to complain about that. But what I did notice was that there wasn't nearly enough free tourist attractions.
But i did get a snow globe! woo!.... so easily pleased.
Since Nottingham I have basically been bumming around in Preston....
I have experienced a few amusing/slightly worrying things since my return.
The first was the pleasure of attending Smiley's work's christmas party... It was the most tacky thing I had ever seen! It was in some kind of community club. There was a bar and an hilarius dj with a receeding hairline and wearing a snazzy England tracksuit.... and playing all my least favourite songs... (he could have at least played agadoo to cheer me up!).. although he did have some very soothing flashing lights.
I was a bit worried before we left to go out that night. I decided to go with the longer skirt for fear of looking trashy............. hahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahhahhahahahah
Boy, was I silly. I dont think you can look trashy on a night out in Preston! Not only was my skirt a good 3 times longer than every other skirt i saw, but my top (or rather my 3 layers of shirts) didn't resmeble a bra enough to not be stared at.
Also, after a completely different occasion I was also informed that a certain girl now wants to take me out to play bingo and give me a make over. I mean... after my endeavours to play bingo at Petersham RSL I am aware of the fiercness of the competition, and quite frankly, it scares me. But what scares me more is that a someone with a scary fake tan wants to give me a make over.
That's about all there is really....
Appart from the fact that I now know that I am starting in Paris on the 3rd of January and hence should be home in April. Yay!
Well.... i had best be off....
In case I dont send another email beforehand... have a loverly christmas... and make sure you put my present aside until I get home.
tata
Sal