Another weekend looms... Like the past few it has been earmarked for a renewing trip to the Lake District; like the past few it will inevitably fall to booze.
Friday night my flatmate's girlfriend's friend is throwing a houseparty which is being sold as ladysome.
Saturday night an office pal is hosting a cocktail party in Mayfair. Mayfair! Not my scene, but this time colleague Rhuna is bringing a friend. "Maybe she is something for you?" was the emailed suggestion...
And hill-walking: sometimes I come back all invigorated, but occasionally it makes no difference. At least the effects of disgraceful alcohol inhalation are mappable in advance - and there's no 5-hour drive.
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go to the party - the weather is going to be horrid this weekend anyway.
I shall be huddled in a press tent in the north of england wondering whether I can pull a rock star to keep me warm (answer: probably not)
oh alright then.
enjoy oop narth. the closest i ever got to such glamour was an interview for the western evening news in barrow-in-furness. good job they didn't take me: not sure if i'd have turned out more like bill deedes or toby young.
You'll have fun - sounds like fertile sharking ground if nothing else.
Ooh, Toby Young, I hope. I've got a soft spot for him. I had a very short stint on a local newspaper years ago. when I was asked to write a P3 lead about a stolen flowerpot I realised it was time to move on... (not that I really got much further)
sharking?? do you know what heinous new fad you're referring to young lady!
would make a good article actually...
it would. are you a writer too?
no not me. it was a dream once but then i gave up and went to university like everyone else...
yeah, life has an annoying habit of getting in the way of dreams.
Get a room, you two!
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