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Got a message from Shaggy on Facebook asking for my postcode because he is on is way! YAY Unexpected and very welcome! Operation ‘let’s clean this messy flat in 1 hour’ starts. We kick arse! Though, as Emma & Michelle can testify, we forgot our bedroom whch is the mankiest place ever. 3 hours later Shaggy finally arrives ranting about driving in London hehe. We have dinner, a few drinks (me still in detox) and go to bed ‘early’.
Happy birthday to me! My boss goes to teh Tate with our service users and comes back with a wee pin forme and gives it to me very quietly and secretly muttering something about there being a ‘no bday celebration/presseies’ policy but he got me the pin cos he thought I’d like it’ can’t show it off though:) Nice!!
So yeah, Andreu and I have to work in the morning to leave Shaggy sleeping in the flat. He later went and did interesting stuff while we were working like donkeys, etc. I came home to take a nap when I hear these men in my garden. The landlord’s second in command with a man from EDF saying something about my electrics being faulty. I let them in (complaining that they never call me before they open the gate) and I am told that seemingly we were this close to having a fire because the fuses or what not. They say they’ll ring/come back in a couple of hours to fix it which they never do. In the meantime my washing and drying machines have to be turned off half way through my laundry... mmm stinky clothes later.
Andreu comes home and we nap. Shaggy comes back. Octalbunny texts to say he is on his way too. AND HE AND Flower of evil arrive within 20 mins of each other. Celebrations are officially on the way! Quick chat, changing clothes,e ct and a taxi to DEPARTURE. Lots of nice folk wishing me a Happy day and making me drunk... What can you do! J Even the manager of the Elixir bar gives me a free shot of Tequila at arrival after moaning that I am always late! ! GEE, no pleasing some people!!! ;)
Closing time and fortunately the idea of going to Electric dreams is dismissed and we go home. After 30 mins of ‘who’s sleeping where’? it’s sleepy time.
My poor Andreu has to wake up at 7 to go to work. Then the most bizarre event of the year happens. I get up at 10ish, ok? Shaggy is comatose, Emma nearly and Steve is sort of alive. I take a shower. When I am in my bath robe deciding what to wear/ trying to find my clothes on the floor without waking people up, I hear odd male voices. I come out running of my bedroom and see the landlord and two EDF men talking to Steve! I am like ‘what???’ My ‘can I not get a call/I am half naked/my friends are sleeping’ s” are ignored and the men say they need to fix my electricity. I agree but ask to wait. Wake Shaggy up and show the men where the crap cupboard is. My landlord in the meantime realises we have cats and doesn’t like it. Shit! Then I go to Iceland to buy coke & irn bru for the lot. I come back to a note from the landlord, which was given to Steve as though he lived there, saying we have breached our contract by keeping cats. Buggerish!! Your dear Faith, of course, gets all anxious and pictures herself in the streets with our bags, 5 cats and a snake. I ring my estate agent in panic and ask him to come to talk to the landlord with me to which he thankfully agrees. We get there at 2 and the first thing the landlord does when he opens the door is give me a hug. WTF!!! I show him the note and ask what it means and he tears it out. I am like ‘you weirdo!’ Everyone is laughing at me for me for being so anxious. The guy who delivered the note apologises. Then I ask if we can stay and keep the cats, landlord says ‘I need to ask you for a favour’ I am like, ok here we go, cats!’ He says “ I need you to play music really loud everyday so the neighbour upstairs goes. Kick him out” I am like ‘WHAT?? First I am evicted now I have to do your dirty work and we can keep the kittens and all is honky dory’ FFS! HHEEHHEHE Then he goes to a flat next door (he owns all Cally Rd.) and comes back with two bottles of wine he produces in his own vineyard in Cyprus and gives them to me as a birthday present saying he might come to my party and everyone wishes me a Happy Birthday. ODDBALLS! I thought I was bonkers!!!! Everyone who’s heard this story is confused so I am not trying to make sense of it but I am happy he is mad as a hat cos we are not homeless AND we can keep the family as it is in the cool flat we have!!!! J
OK. So Steve has to go do family stuff and Shaggy kind of wakes up properly and we and Emma rush to Soho to get to Andreu’s restaurant on time to eat , cos they close the place for two hours between shifts, which we don’t so we go to a cool Japanese one she knows and then we come back to pick Andreu up and after having to wait for someone who at the end decides she is not coming after all cos she is allergic to cats but who buys us all a drink, we go home to get the party started.
What can I say about the party? Well, it was BLOODY FANTASTIC!!!! All the people I truly am loved by and love back were there, except those too pregnant, too ill, too busy DJing, or too outside of London who couldn’t make it but I send you all hugs:) . Even the staff from the Elixir Bar came along after 2 with balloons and tequila! :) I broke my sobriety pledge and drank for the weeks I didn’t :)
Faith kissing a pretty lady friend:)
My husband snogging a cute girl.
Mexican Birthday song and Happy birthdays for moi and CJ whose bday was yesterday.
Kittens being the kings and queens of the party. I swear they were acting. THEY ARE NOT THAT quet and well behaved, lil buggers!
COMMENT OF THE NIGHT:
X friend ( you can own up sweety, don’t want to embarrass you lol ) having a skull shaped lollipop: “it’s smiling at me. It only smiles when you suck..er... ok’ HAHAHAHA
Thank you all for being there and reminding me how many good friends I have and how silly I am when I feel depressed and not ring.
I LOVE YOU GUYS !!!