Saturday I spend lying on the couch, still trying to recover from a large week of kidney abuse and in preparation for a large Sunday of kidney abuse.

Sunday I head into Kentish Town and meet Simo, Tezz and Genna-Leigh. The lineup for Church is stupid long right on 12pm so we fsckoffski down the road to a pub near the station. Nice Aussie girl serving in there. Enjoyed a pint of Abbott’s Ale and at half-twelve we walked straight into Church. A quid to ditch the jacket and then it was ?7.50 per baggie of booze. Three cans per bag (Woodstock, Smirnoff or various beers and ciders).

Got drunk, sung, danced, watched strippers, waded through the most hideous mess of a toilet block I’ve ever seen. Ahh.. I just worked out how my shoes have got so dirty the last two weekends.. We were joined by DJ and a few of his mates and continued.

I can’t recall the exact proceedings but I know I followed Tezz and Genna into a Maccas (no, of course I didn’t eat McChunder – actually think I went the pre-packed sandwich option from somewhere? I love those little platic-wrapped triangles..)

I’m eating real Aussie Milo straight from the tin. Don’t believe anyone who tries to tell you the UK shit is anywhere near as good as the imported! Thanks Mum! 🙂

I remember crossing the park in Shebu (just for the record: I don’t actually call it that but it IS easier to type than Shephard’s Bush) and walking into the Walkabout. Snakebites are cheap on Sundays so we’ll have some of those thanks..

I was going to meet “Polish chick” (name witheld to protect the indecent) at Church but I’m glad I didn’t (it isn’t the classiest joint in town!) and after a round of texting I was about to give up when I spotted her on the stairs. No big deal except I was a bit worried that I wouldn’t remember what she looked like.. phew!

In the next six hours I found out she was younger than me, she was from Poland, she lived nearby with five others and she has a job. That’s it. It’s not that her English isn’t up to par, far from it, she was just.. kept busy.

Fast forward a day or so: I’m trying to arrange a meeting with her where I’m not off my head. Should be interesting. Oh, and I finally managed to hack off the remains of the plastic bags tied around my belt loops..

Today, after our cafe meeting to discuss pending jobs, we went to the Volunteer for a pint of “3-something” ale (who says beer kills brane sells?!) and then for some nutty reason ended up eating scones with jam and clotted cream along with Baileys hot chocolates! The bar girls didn’t think Shaun was serious when he ordered them! 😀

Bloody nice they were! (the bargirls too :P)

Still working on a sub-30min commute but I continue to fsck up with London traffic and I have a bit of a cold so when the hammer’s down I’m coughing up all manner of interesting lung material. Fscking awesome! 😀 AHHH AHHH AHHH Sorry.. that Kaiser Chiefs track is this week’s hippy anthem.. obviously too much time spent in Walkabouts! :S