. . . or rather, the lack of it. Well, the world didn't end as advertised and the entire country suffered from Neptune's Revenge after I was uncharacteristically upbeat about the unseasonal sunny weather in December. And as for predicting our imposition on Mike and Carolyn in Bangkok . . . well, they got one better and descended en masse upon Chez Lampen on Christmas Day. I had to sacrifice the Doctor Who Christmas Special (my version of the traditional Queen's Message) as there was no way I was going to try and watch that in front of Mike. (I'm not being unreasonably mean here: we all went to see Avatar in 3D in a Bangkok Imax a few years back and he was a nightmare. "What's happening now?" "How come they can all speak English?" "Why are they blue?" That was before and after falling asleep in the middle of it and snoring. Never again!) In fact, the only thing predictable about Christmas was that it was alcoholic! A couple of hours round the local pub at lunchtime and then down to the serious business of emptying the fridge 'till midnight. Christmas dinner went the way of Christmas Doctor Who as well. 'Twas fun, tho'.
Hmm. Wrote the above in 2012 and today in 2013 it's sunny again (*shakes fist at sky*). If my random burbling hasn't given it away; yes, I'm bored. Having dipped a toe into the seasonal sea of affability I find myself fed up with all the dutiful partying (my age, you know!). Last night (that would be New Year's Eve) I found I couldn't even make it to 12 o'clock, having watched the Prince of Persia film on BBC1 and realising it took me the entire two hours to drink a single glass of leftover Christmas wine. Finally gave up at 2330 hrs only to be woken up by off-key female singing, a strong but boring base beat and rather too-loud firework explosions from the Salmon Leap pub at one minute into 2013 (don't they realise the Earth is spherical and it is already half a day into 2013 in Australia!!??).
Deity! I need a holiday!
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Happy New Year and safe journey tomorrow!
I might have lost the plot but you are going to see Mike and Carolyn?
Who is muhahaha? the cleaner? local taxi driver? or do you have a pet name for Mike that youv'e never let on about.
Have a nice time and I'll see you on the flip side with my mate Steve Zodiac
So, following Mike's example and going business class are we? Thought not .... junior tightwad!
I would if I was on Mike's current salary. Quite right, though. It's cheapo cheapo flying broomstick airlines; 500 quid return (each) booked six months ago. Mike flew back a couple of days ago (first class, of course). Carolyn wont be in Bangkok, though, as she couldn't get a cheap return until the 14th by which time we'll have moved on to Vietnam. So, yes Ginge, we're *sorta* going to see the Cavs. Enjoy your time with Steve and Venus, Ginge (get the DVD working on the PC?), I calculate I was 7 when I first watched Fireball XL5 on TV.
Thank you Sheldon for that calculation, I'll make do with a guestamate of about 5
Steve said Happy New Year everyone and looking forward to a more enlightning January
Do you think they are lost?
It's Friday night - maybe they tool a detour. I'm off to the Gamey to see if I can find Ginge and discuss!
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