“Huh?”, you grunt, furrowed brow prematurely aging your face. Haha got ya! \ud83d\ude1b<\/p>\n
On Sunday, Sheila and I tried a variety of stores trying to find me some work clothes. So what did I end up with?<\/p>\n
Well, from Marks & Spencer, the sandwich-with-the-strangest-name-ever (the title of this post) and some vanilla milk. From Oxfam, a 2006 diary and a used copy of MIchael Moore’s “Stupid White Men” book.<\/p>\n
The clothes? Um.. well.. you see.. um… now you know why I hate shopping for clothes! <\/p>\n
In reality it was smarter not to buy anything just yet – the new job’s uniform remains unknown. I’m putting my money on it being a suit and tie affair. Fscking ridiculous dressing up<\/i> just to sit on my ar$e all day typing, but the world is a ridiculous place. I can’t wait to spend half a day’s wages on the week’s dry-cleaning bill. Please let them have showers and bike facilities!!<\/p>\n
Prior to the shopping, Sheila and I had gone to Cafe Rouge<\/a> for breakfast. Grant was working today so I was being the Charming Male Companion(tm) in his place. It didn’t look like it but this cafe is part of a rather large chain. Service and decor was such that it didn’t feel like a chain cafe. No Starfucks here thankyou! Cappucino accompanied a crepe filled with mushrooms and tomato, topped with egg were well received by my tum.<\/p>\n Stepping further back in time, to the day before in fact, and you would’ve witnessed Grant, Sheila, Jamie (whom we’d just met) and myself rushing around London with a fist-full of rhyming clues, an A-Z and a digicam, pretending it was 1605 and trying to track down Guy Fawkes, find monuments, record information and answer bonus questions in a clever birthday treasure hunt. Kate, a workmate of Grant’s, celebrated her birthday in a very novel fashion indeed! <\/p>\n It was very different, great fun and the whole setup was really well done. We came in about an hour behind the “winning” team – we did stop a couple of times for coffee and icecream and 3\/4 of us were Aussies – but the journey ended up in the Hung, Drawn and Quartered<\/a> pub so it can hardly be considered “losing”! \ud83d\ude00 Proceeded to get well-drunk, worry about an odd Scottish dude, watch fireworks, piggyback people along the Thames, obtain many injuries, drink more, make dicks of ourselves on public transport, etc.. It was a fun day\/night! I forgot my mobile though and got a little too drunk so I never made it to Paul’s party with Dan and El Seano. Sorry guys, I’m sure you had fun. \ud83d\ude09 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" “Huh?”, you grunt, furrowed brow prematurely aging your face. Haha got ya! \ud83d\ude1b On Sunday, Sheila and I tried a variety of stores trying to find me some work clothes. So what did I end up with? Well, from Marks … Continue reading