Yesterday was a good day. I cleaned up my room again as it got it to a little messy but nothing to do with the state of mind thing as mentioned in my previous post. Anyway as usual I left things to the last minute. Well I say that, I always had in mind, well at least for the last few days, what I would wear if I didn’t hire a costume for the party. So, at about two thirty in the afternoon I decided I’d better get a bloody move on. Now there is a couple of things I needed to get. First was a shower, I sweat so much lately. I mean I have always sweated lots, even when I was playing football like there was no tomorrow but for Christ Sake, I know I’m a big guy (no ladies not that way…Doh!) but I’ve never seated so much as I do now. Hmmm…maybe I shouldn’t keep the sweat part in? Anyway where the hell was I? Ah yes needed a shower, then the next thing I needed were a white tie and a black shirt, oh yes and a hat, and a haircut. So that was my mission.
After a quick shower I shot off in to town. David said he was meeting Alex so I gave him a quick bell to see where he was and funnily enough he was at the shop I was planning to go to so I met him there. On the way there though the roads were packed, I mean proper crammed with people. I guess it’s the Halloween party season but for the love of Mary I’ve been to London on a busy day and not felt so cramped. Anyway I met up with David and Alex and I noted they also got braces, which was such a cool idea. After a quick hello I dashed in to the shop and let them get off to pick up a final few things. I bout some white flapper shoe things, I forgot what they were called, a tie and a pair of those cool braces. After that it was a dash to British Home Stores. One black short-sleeved shirt later I was on to my next store, Tie Rack where I bought a white scarf (which I didn’t take to the party after all, so that’s someone’s Christmas present sorted). The piece de la resistance was still at large though; the trilby hat. Luckily when walking home with Claire one time we found a shop on western road that did all types of hats etc. So I popped along there and bought myself one. Finally the costume accessories had been compiled and now only the hair needed to be fixed. I made my way back up to Seven Dials which is quite close to home, where I saw a barber shop not too long ago. A quick job, well done and I was back home ready to have some relax time with some beers I had just bought for David and me.
Alex popped round and after some tunes, beer and another shower for me! We were back on it and in to town to the party. The party was at one in three, or something like that. I never know what it is called. I know it as the Queens Head and that’s it really. Anyway we made it there and what a pleasure it was to see everyone dressed up so fantastically. The ladies looked great and the men looked….handsome? SO let’s carry on. The room was brilliantly decorated with balloons, glittery curtains and thanks to Phil buying the disco ball, that was a nice touch. Some of the funny bits of the evening have to be Mark Raymond’s South American look. I just cracked up when he came up the stairs with Sarah. Then it was Jon with his massive Violin case. After that it was Nils and Abi. If anyone should be a pimp it’s Nils, and Abi, wow what an outfit!
The night continued with a few good laughs, namely Jonny spinning around of a piece of bread (I’m laughing as I write this) or him saying “hello to my little friend” and shooting everyone with the Violin case. I had another dance off again. Why o’ why do I do that? This time it was a little lady who worked behind the bar. I caught her doing some move, after I think she commented on mine. All of a sudden I saw her step up the pace so I cracked on and did some shapes. Afterwards she admitted defeat muuahahahahahaha, I shouldn’t boast but her friend told I that she actually is a professional dancer. I saw her downstairs but I didn’t say anything to her but smiled. She did come over and ask where she could get food, but that’s hardly a great opener is it? Anyway I thought she was very, very, very, cute. Maybe next time I see her I’ll let her win.
That was night over really, I said my goodbyes and walked with Jonny and Cals to RFC (A rip off of KFC). It was a great night and thanks to Phil and Claire for hosting such a fab party! For photos of the night click here (thanks to David Coats for the photos - nice one geezar!)
