I had both in the end, pasta and a bagel. I was getting really stressed because I couldn't figure out which one I wanted more, so in the end I thought: 'Hell Jacinta, just have both! It was your birthday 5 days ago...' And I thoroughly enjoyed all of it! I even had an apple for dessert.
So on to today (or rather, yesterday): I awoke at a decent hour (10am) this morning, and spent a leisurely few hours addressing my thank you cards (writing, addressing and sending cards are three completely different matters entirely!), admonishing Olive for ripping up some loo roll as well as biting my finger and watching a TV show called Sorority Girls on 4od. I overcame my shame of enjoying programmes of this sort about a month ago (when I watched a full episode of Take Me Out and realised I was completely hooked) and will happily say that it was AMAZING. I recommend. But only if you like that sort of thing. If American sororities and amusing British girls hold no interest for you, then probably don't watch it...
Awhile later, I met my brother's girlfriend, Marie, at Queen's Park station for coffee and a book/phone exchange. She was looking extremely beautiful with red lipstick and a purple coat and purple dress; she even had a purple notebook which I thought was pretty impressive, even though she did insist that that was accidental. I was pretty colour coded too as it turns out, with a lot of yellows and greens going on; even green nail varnish. This is the first time I've felt the urge to wear nail varnish in months, and I think it's a sign that Spring has definitely arrived! I hope...
Anyway, we went to Gail's for coffee. Anyone who has not experienced the delights of Gail's coffees and pastries needs to do so pronto. It's expensive, but lovely! Once seated, and sipping our latte and breakfast tea, I gave Marie back her Moomin Troll book that she leant me in December (the Moomins are so great, aren't they?) and she gave me her old phone, which is a touch screen Nokia that gets email and Facebook and has a camera. A huge upgrade on my current £10 Samsung! I used to have a £15 Samsung with a sticker of an eye on it (literally an eye phone... I know, pretty funny...) but alas, it got lost while I was at a silent opera of a modernised La Boheme underneath Waterloo Station last week.
Having bid goodbye to Marie at the station, I arrived home and immediately received a text from Lucy saying she was in Gail's. So I returned to said coffee shop, picked up another latte and the two of us walked home again. Waiting meekly outside the door was Lucy's awesome (for want of a better word) grandma, Joyce. She had come round because the three of us were about to set off to Canterbury for: Chatback Comedy's Homage to Musical Comedy. Chatback Comedy is a business that Lucy and her University friend, Sam, set up a couple of years ago and which is now really successful! I've been to at least half of the nights they've organised since September 2011 and they're consistently of a very high standard.
I was extremely excited for this month's show, being a great lover of most musical comedy, and I was not disappointed. Jay Foreman was compering and every single one of his songs I love. He has an absolutely brilliant one called Stealing Food which, if you've ever sneakily had some of your flatmates' cereal or maybe an egg or two, you should be able to appreciate. The lineup itself was Rob Carter, Carys Nia Williams, Anthony Dewson and Kev Orkian. Rob Carter and Anthony Dewson (the two I hadn't previously seen or heard of) stood out particularly for me. I shan't even attempt to explain their sets because I won't do justice to them, but they were very good!
Having had some nice chats with all of our excellent Canterbury friends (including a particularly good one about the importance of pens and notebooks with Dan, who is a very talented artist), Lucy, Joyce and I all returned to the car with the addition of Rob and his guitar. I thoroughly enjoyed our drive home, but then I always enjoy car journeys, particularly if the company's good and I'm not the one driving! I seem to remember we sang Stealing Food quite a bit. And talked about Maths... And Rob said he'd like to play Settlers of Catan, so that's good!
After dropping off Joyce at her house (and Rob at a place where we hoped he could find a bus), Lucy and I arrived back at Queen's Park to be greeted by a kitchen filled with bags of American sweets, thanks to Sofi who had just got back from California a few hours earlier. Sadly we couldn't talk to her immediately as she was already asleep. Once the initial excitement of looking at American goodies had died down sufficiently, Lucy counted out the Chatback money and then came into my room with a bottle of Becks and we somehow ended up discussing sex, relationships and how the breaking down of gender stereotypes was making them a lot more confusing than they used to be. While all this was going on, Olive decided to settle under my bed and I think she might still be there. I do feel very honoured that she should choose to spend the night my room.
Becks drunk and sex and relationships talk temporarily exhausted, we decided it was about time to go to sleep. I turned to my computer and realised that it had sneakily restarted and that Google Chrome had decided not to work anymore; so I had to write all of this in Internet Explorer, which has made me extremely upset! First world problems, eh?...
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