maelwys

Had a good weekend. Went shopping in Camden, I didnt see anything I wanted other than a tobacco tin. The tin is indentical to the other 2 I've had before and has the grim reaper on it. Everyone time I have had one of these things I manage to loose it whilst off my head, both times in the Devonshire Arms which is a 5 minute walk from where I brought the bloody things in the first place, I think I'm jinxed. 3rd time lucky and I might not loose it this time. My girlfriend got a rather nice red velvet skirt to match a top she brought last month. Looks damn fine on her too.
Had plenty of beers afterwards to recover from the multitude of shopper wandering up and down the high street the most annoying of whom was some dopey twat who blocked the enterance of the market to take a photo of a pillock dressed up as a town crier. Now I remember why I prefer to go to Camden early in the morning. Sod Saturday Afternoons.
A couple of Cavelle's friends crashed over at the flat after the pub, so we sat up talking and listening to music. I was horrified to discover on Sunday morning I had drunk all my beer the night before. 8 cans dealt with in 3 hours, and I had been in the pub from 5pm to 11pm before we even got back home. At least I didnt get a hangover this time.