there are three places i should never be after drinking:
1) near my mobile phone
2) in a music store
3) in sainsburys
the first i’m getting better at, but i used to have the most fantastic ability to write badly spelt SMS’s confessing truths which should be best unannounced to people listed in my phonebook, and worse, calling them. At one point, i was calling people abroad, on a mobile - to their mobile. But i’ve grown up somewhat now (i only do that during the day and sober now ;)
number two (fnar) and danger will robinson. again, i’ve not done it in a while - but more due to lack of ability - ie. its too late, or my legs have stopped working, but the last time it happened, i found myself in Virgin Megastore on Oxford Street at the checkout with over �50 of music.
number three, and the most recent occurance - well, yesteday, i’d been out for a couple of pints with Jake, just enough to make me smiley happy, and upon returning to Clapham, i decide to go do my weekly shop, and yay! lets buy for dinner! so i plan on doing a simple fish based dish, but wait! ACK! the deli counter is calling me.. its like the stationary store when i was a kid.. so many things to look at, so many different types of the same thing.. wow! self sealing envelopes, non-lick-needed stamps, silver pens, double entry bookkeeping ledgers. and now i’m older, its the same with black olives, honey roasted hams, topsides of beef, giant bowls of hummous and pork pie.
so i return home, and make sunday lunch just like mum used to.. cheeses (two types), meats (two types), crusty bread (cut), salad (home made with home made dressing and more than one type of veg), all the trimmings. didn’t cook dinner in the end either, fell asleep at 7pm :)
still, this is a dry run for the first in a series of housewarming events i’m planning over the next few months.. so not all gone to waste
