Archive for September, 2009
Hair, Party Karaoke & Old Ladies
by Matt on Sep.30, 2009, under Blogs
And another week is here, its my last week of not working full time, I bet he has had a ball you say, well read on and that question will be answered wont it.
Last Thursday I went, with a good friend, out as it was his birthday. I didn’t know this did you, in Borders on Charring Cross Road if you go get a book or magazine you can take it up to the Starbucks on the upper level and read it, its mad, you see people up there for ages with one cup of coffee. As ever I digress, we went for dinner at this Turkish place, its just off of Oxford Street, and I admit I was a but sceptical as envisioned lambs eye balls and such like on the menu, with a skewed goat. But it was really nice, the food is tasty and atmosphere good. I enjoyed myself immensely. And miracle to end all miracles I did not drink, well I had tea, I meant I didn’t drink any alcohol, surprisingly I had no side effects, wasn’t ill, didn’t yearn for a drink. We then went to the bar and I had just orange juice, no vodka or anything in it, was surprisingly refreshing, as was my head. Must try it more often if I am able to.
Friday I spent the day at the salon working, my first whole day of working, I didn’t collapse or anything. I am still
enjoying the work there and like the people. On Friday Errol did my hair, I have to admit that me being a big cynic did think it was all overrated and that a good hairdresser is a good hairdresser and there are no differences. Well it is not often that I am wrong, in fact its a rarity beyond belief. Well its rare I admit to being wrong I think would be a far more accurate statement!! On this occasion I will hold my hands up (not to high though, nor to fast) that I may have been slightly, over so little bit um not exactly correct. Errol cut my hair and its amazing as now I don’t need any product in it at all, I am the worlds worst stylist, yet I get out of the bath (not a pleasant image for you I am sure) and just push it and it goes straight into style. What’s even more surprising is that it stays there all day, its really cool. A happy bunny I am with my hair at last.
In the evening after work, and when P actually got there, its so far from where he works to the bloody West End, went to eat.
Okay quick interruption here (anyone who knows me will agree this is par for the course) I have to say this, I am writing this at my desk and got Boom! on whilst doing it, bloody hell its kicking and I cant sit still, typing is so hard. Its a brilliant mix this week, massive, huge, immense kudos to the fantastic Mr Chuckles.
Back to where I was we went to eat at the Malaysian place, its called Kopi Tiam and is pretty reasonably priced and the food tastes good. Well I like it there anyway.
Saturday saw us going to the West End as we had to go out and get a present for a friends birthday. I was my usual self as I hate going present shopping, would rather be buying myself things than someone else 
Still it was okay I guess as got to look at quite a few things and add them to the horrendously large (and growing) list of things I want. But P did get me a really nice jumper from my favourite shop, Nigel Hall. Its really comfortable and nice and warm, goes so well with my green hooded top, I love that top. Oh yes, I was talking abut shopping for a friends present wasn’t I, how dare I digress back to me! So we found this present for him (wont say what it is as don’t want to ruin the surprise, oh wait he has it now, its a body warmer), and a cake from our favourite yummy patisserie. We then headed to a Chinese cafe where we often go and had some tea.
We had to rush home as had to get bathed (I cant go anywhere unless I have had a bath, I am such a clean and innocent 
person) and changed, this sounds a really quick and easy process but takes P an age to do. We finally got out, after I had woken having fallen asleep waiting, and had to get there. Oh my god, its in Woodford, which is the countryside and about zone 55 on the tube network, not only that you have to change like twice to get there, its a nightmare, would be easier to get to Mars. But we eventually made the trek to the place and got there. I do have to (as he reads this blog) say that it was a really good evening, it was good to see our friends, though not so good to hear them singing karaoke (karaoke being a pet hate of mine, in a very long list of pet hates). Mainly its a pet hate as I cannot sing to save my rather exotic life, but o the plus side its good to see friends making a complete twat of themselves, oops I meant having a great time and enjoying themselves. I was determined not to drink, and lasted about 5 minutes then succumbed to the constant pestering of everyone saying have a drink (well I guess really it was P saying do you want a drink). So I got a little tipsy but still I maintain, stuck to my not getting drunk resolution.
Sunday was a really good day. Five and a half years ago we went on holiday, to Malaga (its in Spain) and we saw these two older ladies together, we wee convinced they were lesbians, turned out they were not. We nicknamed them ‘the ladies’ (said in a high voice et al Little Britain) and we became friends and have communicated ever since. We always say
we will meet up but never got around to it. Until Sunday when they both came to London for the day. It was supposed to be just for lunch but you know old women they were like herpes and we couldn’t shake them. Firstly we went for dim sum, which I really lie as you get to eat lots of different things, we all enjoyed it and the Ladies seemed to have a good time there, though one was so fussy that we had to keep telling her what each dish is, you would think at her age she would know what she was eating!!!! We then headed to Leicester Square for coffee as for some unknown reason they didn’t have any at the Chinese, go figure. We then had a very slow walk (the geriatrics couldn’t go too fast on their doddery legs) round St James’ and along to Waterloo where we put them on the train back to old people land
Yesterday I had my first meeting at Gieves and Hawkes. It was just for an hour but it seems really nice there. I am there tomorrow and Friday as well. I am mixed between excitement and nervousness about starting. Its been a year since I worked so guess the nerves are to be expected. But I really am looking forward to it and it sounds like it is going to be a great role, will of course let you know here next week.
As ever my highest regards to the foul mouthed but ever so lovely mother of Stan and Satan’s spawn. I shall miss our morning walks whilst she rants on about whatever trivial matter (in relation to my major issues) is niggling her tiny alcohol addled brain.
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Until next week I am missing you.
TV Show, Vets & Japanese Festival
by Matt on Sep.23, 2009, under Blogs
Good day all, and so we are at that time of the week again.
Last Thursday I had to go & sign on, as ever it was stressful & a farce. I sat down & gave my national insurance number when was asked it, the idiot managed to type it in wrong & was asking all these dumb questions, well dumber than usual. He then asked where my form was in which I record my job search. I told him that as I have a job but have just not started yet, I haven’t filled it in & anyway I never do as all my applications are done electronically. The twat started to tell me I still needed to look for work, if you can figure that one out you’re a better person than I am. I ended up just agreeing with all he said just to get out there without hitting his stupid & ignorant face in.
I then had to head to the salon for work. I have to say that I am really enjoying working there. Its enjoyable work, the people are nice & I have to admit there is that kind of ‘I work somewhere cool’ thing going on which I rather enjoy. Its a bugger to get to as its quite a walk from the bus that I get & I hate getting the tube, but when I have the time I quite enjoy the walk. I have set up & got running the Face Book & Twitter for the salon & I update & maintain it. I am also trying to get the IT system there running smoother which is something that I enjoy doing.
In the evening I had tickets for a pilot television show called ‘You Couldn’t Make It Up’ I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it was amazing. I was unsure at first as to whether we would get in as my
friend managed to be 15 minutes late, this is despite him not being at work that day & ironically his partner, as well as my friend & I managed despite us being at work. So its quite a feat of his to manage that, I of course restrained myself & didn’t mention it, well not too many times. The show was one of those topical shows, Jack Dee was the ‘Quiz Master’ I have always liked him so that was a good start. The teams were Lee Mack (never heard of him but he is pretty dam funny), Alan Carr (very amusing, especially to look at), some bird from Coronation Street (padding I guess), they were playing against Sean Lock (he is funny but does he do anything other than these game shows?), Jo Brand (hilarious, always laugh when she is on) & some bird from GMTV (more padding). It was funny fro the minute it started to it ended & there was one particular moment I loved, they had pictures of celebrities (so called celebrities I should say) with the slogans on their T Shirts pixelated & they had to guess what it said. One was that junkie coke head Kerry Catona’s husband, without missing a beat Jo Brand said ‘is it I am a twat?’ no said Jack Dee, straight back Jo Brand said ‘I am a cunt’ everyone without exception burst out laughing, though I have this feeling it may not make it through the editing.
friend managed to be 15 minutes late, this is despite him not being at work that day & ironically his partner, as well as my friend & I managed despite us being at work. So its quite a feat of his to manage that, I of course restrained myself & didn’t mention it, well not too many times. The show was one of those topical shows, Jack Dee was the ‘Quiz Master’ I have always liked him so that was a good start. The teams were Lee Mack (never heard of him but he is pretty dam funny), Alan Carr (very amusing, especially to look at), some bird from Coronation Street (padding I guess), they were playing against Sean Lock (he is funny but does he do anything other than these game shows?), Jo Brand (hilarious, always laugh when she is on) & some bird from GMTV (more padding). It was funny fro the minute it started to it ended & there was one particular moment I loved, they had pictures of celebrities (so called celebrities I should say) with the slogans on their T Shirts pixelated & they had to guess what it said. One was that junkie coke head Kerry Catona’s husband, without missing a beat Jo Brand said ‘is it I am a twat?’ no said Jack Dee, straight back Jo Brand said ‘I am a cunt’ everyone without exception burst out laughing, though I have this feeling it may not make it through the editing.Friday was Milo’s three monthly check up at the doggie doctor, or vet as some people like to call her. He likes going there as we walk up the canal which is a walk he likes as he gets off the lead & manages to annoy every duck, moorhen, goose, in fact all types of birds & animals. There are also dogs for him to play with. Then when we get there he gets to sniff at all the packets of food that they sell, of course being Milo he tries to bite through them when he thinks I am not looking as well. The check up went well, he is in perfect health, though almost had an accident when the doggie doctor took his temperature & he went to sit down for a treat I had in my hand. His weight is ideal & all in all he is very healthy. He was delighted to hear this & decided to celebrate by seeing if I would notice if he jumped up & tried to take my hand off, funnily enough I did notice!!!
Saturday we went to Spitalfields as there was a Japanese festival on there. It sounded really cool when we read about it on the internet, food, shopping stalls, shows, arts etc etc. The only, but major 
problem (if your a fussy old git like I am) was that the marketing head clearly been a huge success as it was ram packed, it was really difficult to move. The other thing (that I remembered from Malaysia) about Orientals of all types is that the concept of queuing & moving in an orderly fashion is quite an alien concept to them. They push, they shove & generally make their way through the crowd with little regard for those around them. Me being me got rather flustered in this type of environment, okay truth be known I swore, moaned & made a fuss about it. In the end P found us a place that was a quiet corner in which I could stand & mutter to myself about each & every person who passed & what I thought of them. The place he had found was next to a stage where some kind of show was going on. I heard this terrible screeching, high pitched noise & looked around for a person with their balls stuck in a door or their zipper or something, but no I was mistaken, the show was a talent show, the people were singing (and believe me the term is loosely used here) in Japanese. How they got up there & actually believed that they sounded good I still cant quite fathom, but people seemed to be enjoying it, inn a wincing type of way. Don’t ask me who won it as I lost all will to live by the second performance.
problem (if your a fussy old git like I am) was that the marketing head clearly been a huge success as it was ram packed, it was really difficult to move. The other thing (that I remembered from Malaysia) about Orientals of all types is that the concept of queuing & moving in an orderly fashion is quite an alien concept to them. They push, they shove & generally make their way through the crowd with little regard for those around them. Me being me got rather flustered in this type of environment, okay truth be known I swore, moaned & made a fuss about it. In the end P found us a place that was a quiet corner in which I could stand & mutter to myself about each & every person who passed & what I thought of them. The place he had found was next to a stage where some kind of show was going on. I heard this terrible screeching, high pitched noise & looked around for a person with their balls stuck in a door or their zipper or something, but no I was mistaken, the show was a talent show, the people were singing (and believe me the term is loosely used here) in Japanese. How they got up there & actually believed that they sounded good I still cant quite fathom, but people seemed to be enjoying it, inn a wincing type of way. Don’t ask me who won it as I lost all will to live by the second performance.We then went in search of dinner. We went for ages round the back streets of Liverpool Street area, looking for something. Most places were closed, I found it hard to believe the stupidity of the businesses, I mean you have a festival on that attracts thousands, though it seemed more, of people, whom will want to eat. There is a recession on so business is not as good as it could be, & yet they are closed on this day. Clearly business acumen not a commodity that is not in abundance in the Liverpool Street area. So after 20 minutes of looking round, & a great deal of moaning from me, we ended up at the Wagamama there in the Spitalfields market area, yes the very same area where the festival was.
On the Sunday I took little Milo for a long walk in the local park opposite the flat. After that P had found a Malaysian restaurant that he wanted to try. Generally I like Malaysian restaurants so was quite keen to go try this one. So on the bus we got & on our way we went, I suggested, rather wisely I think (but then are not all my suggestions?) that we walk part of the way as it would be quicker than the bus. P agreed & then proceeded to moan about how far he was walking, admittedly I had suggested we walk as thought we could go via the restaurants we had wanted to go to the previous day, which to my annoyance were still closed, so we headed towards the Malaysian place, P still moaning, you would think I had asked him to walk the Sahara the way he went on. You would think he would at least remember that moaning is my area of expertise! The food at the restaurant was though rather nice, but a little over priced for what it was, especially the mackerel that P had ordered.
Yesterday I had arranged to see a friend for coffee in old Street. It is a fine lady that I used to work with, when I worked for the bitch from hell. I always really enjoy meeting my friend as firstly she is so sweet & its good to hear that she is okay & to catch up. But also its fabulous as she gives me all the dirt on the witch that I used to work for & its great news as she has had to lay a load people off (though I really feel for the people who have lost their job of course) & is having money problems as the company isn’t doing to well, but even better than that it seems that the woman’s having marriage problems too, this is great news as it means she is having a hard time, I am now reformed & believe in Karma. So that was a really nice time spent with my friend.
I had then planned to go to Kensington Gardens with Milo, I told a friend who lives in the Old Street area & he said he could come along so that was cool as its great to go with someone as much as I love talking to Milo he does always seem to bring the conversation back to how well behaved he
is or what food he wants. On that subject we firstly went to Bayswater Road & got some food, I got crispy pork & rice which we then took to the park & sat eating it, with Milo going from chasing pigeons to coming & pestering us for scraps. We then made our way round Kensington Park & it was really nice as Milo had a great time playing with dogs, messing about, playing with us as if our only reason for being there was his entertainment. My friend is a good photographer & got some great shots of Milo, who is wasted as a dog as is extremely vain & poses like a seasoned model. We then made our way through Hyde Park, again with Milo causing havoc in as many ways as he could manage. It was great to just walk, chat with my friend (who I have to say is really awesome to spend time chatting with as very chilled, the complete opposite of the stressed & noisy person that I am), play with Milo & take it easy. Having said that I was exhausted when I got home, me thinks maybe I am growing old!!!!!!
is or what food he wants. On that subject we firstly went to Bayswater Road & got some food, I got crispy pork & rice which we then took to the park & sat eating it, with Milo going from chasing pigeons to coming & pestering us for scraps. We then made our way round Kensington Park & it was really nice as Milo had a great time playing with dogs, messing about, playing with us as if our only reason for being there was his entertainment. My friend is a good photographer & got some great shots of Milo, who is wasted as a dog as is extremely vain & poses like a seasoned model. We then made our way through Hyde Park, again with Milo causing havoc in as many ways as he could manage. It was great to just walk, chat with my friend (who I have to say is really awesome to spend time chatting with as very chilled, the complete opposite of the stressed & noisy person that I am), play with Milo & take it easy. Having said that I was exhausted when I got home, me thinks maybe I am growing old!!!!!!Today I was at the salon again, which brings us back to where this blog began.
As ever a hello to Sid & Stan’s mum who is supposed to be doing some serious sucking up to me (I have some tickets one of which she wants) but making a complete crap job of it, unless calling me names constitutes being nice to me. Her language would still make a sailor blush, as would the way her dogs misbehave, well Sid really, what a delinquent, if he were a person he would definitely have an ASBO for being anti-social, I mean his breath alone should have a chemical hazard sign & could be used to end any civilisation in one breath. Its like Satan’s asshole after a night of particularly bad curries with pickled eggs.
And so until next week I bid you to have a good & pleasant one my dear friends, oh & don’t forget the usual, follow me on Twitter & subscribe to the ultimate music force that is Boom!!!!
Baths & Boats
by Matt on Sep.17, 2009, under Blogs
Am late this week, so apologies to you as know you must be devastated & upset by this delay in the posting of my blog!
Last Thursday was spent at the salon, I am really enjoying it there. It quite a cool place to work at. In fact I have set up Facebook & Twitter for the salon, feel free to go join the group on Facebook, its Errol Douglas Salon & on Twitter is Errol Douglas1 so feel free to follow, but follow me first of course But it is good there, its not like anywhere else I have worked before but in a good way, it has that kind of creative vibe & is pretty laid back & they all get on with each other, after my last job that’s quite amazing! I am pretty pleased that I have the job as the full time one I have been offered has been put back to 5 October, which isn’t exactly making me happy. But I guess these things happen, well they do to me, with my usual flair for everything I do becoming a drama!
But it is good there, its not like anywhere else I have worked before but in a good way, it has that kind of creative vibe & is pretty laid back & they all get on with each other, after my last job that’s quite amazing! I am pretty pleased that I have the job as the full time one I have been offered has been put back to 5 October, which isn’t exactly making me happy. But I guess these things happen, well they do to me, with my usual flair for everything I do becoming a drama!Last Friday it was the monthly bath for the rat that is Milo. I have, through 2 years of research, scratches, nips, scrambling of limbs, I have noted that the best way to achieve a bruise & scratch
free bath is to first of all put Milo in the bath (water coming up to his knees, do dogs have knees?), have the shampoo diluted in water in a jug on the side ready, pour some on him. Stand as far away as possible whilst holding him. Then use the water in the bath to lather the shampoo & wash him through. Then the part that always means you are going to have a wet & struggling dog on your hand. You turn on the shower & have to wash him down, this takes 2 people. My best friend holds him, best he can as Milo is prone to try & nip him at this point, anything in his bid to escape to freedom away from the deluge of water. I have to shower him down & get all the shampoo out. Then its a case of holding him in a towel so he doesn’t throw water all over the room. Such a mammoth task for such a little dog it is, but it certainly isn’t boring!!!!
free bath is to first of all put Milo in the bath (water coming up to his knees, do dogs have knees?), have the shampoo diluted in water in a jug on the side ready, pour some on him. Stand as far away as possible whilst holding him. Then use the water in the bath to lather the shampoo & wash him through. Then the part that always means you are going to have a wet & struggling dog on your hand. You turn on the shower & have to wash him down, this takes 2 people. My best friend holds him, best he can as Milo is prone to try & nip him at this point, anything in his bid to escape to freedom away from the deluge of water. I have to shower him down & get all the shampoo out. Then its a case of holding him in a towel so he doesn’t throw water all over the room. Such a mammoth task for such a little dog it is, but it certainly isn’t boring!!!!Saturday was a great day. My Mum & step father (Johnny) came to see us. I always love to see them as they are fun, especially given their old age (I only put that as I know she will frown & no doubt call me a rather unflattering name). They had come as wanted to go on one of those river boats that goes up the Thames, you get on at Greenwich & it goes to Westminster then back again. But before we did that we went to look round Greenwich. I like Greenwich market as is fun. My mum liked it even more than I do as she is addicted to shopping, I don’t know what she would do if couldn’t go out shopping at least once a week, they would have to put her in therapy! So round the market we went.
We then went down to the pier & got onto the boat. Fortunately the weather was really good, the 
sun was out, the wind was just right to provide a slight breeze, so we sat upstairs in the open. There is a commentary by the crew on the way, what we failed to realise is that its the same commentary on the way back as well, so its kind of like the BBC, you have a repeat for the second hour. Johnny took about 3000 pictures of boats & managed to get them of every angle, bet my mum is looking forward to looking through those!!!! I think the 2 tourists behind us must have been overdoing it, if just a little as at one point we looked round & they were asleep, how can you fall asleep on a noisy boat which is full of noisy tourists with a commentary coming over the loud speaker system? It was amusing though.
sun was out, the wind was just right to provide a slight breeze, so we sat upstairs in the open. There is a commentary by the crew on the way, what we failed to realise is that its the same commentary on the way back as well, so its kind of like the BBC, you have a repeat for the second hour. Johnny took about 3000 pictures of boats & managed to get them of every angle, bet my mum is looking forward to looking through those!!!! I think the 2 tourists behind us must have been overdoing it, if just a little as at one point we looked round & they were asleep, how can you fall asleep on a noisy boat which is full of noisy tourists with a commentary coming over the loud speaker system? It was amusing though. We then made our way to the Prospect of Whitby, which is one of the oldest pubs in London, or something like that. We had said the last time that they came that we would go there. I like it as you can sit by the window & the water is really close, in fact if you opened the window you could put your hand out & into the river, when the tide is up, in or whatever the nautical term is, I wouldn’t know not having a white hat! The food there is good too. But my mum & I saw seafood platter on the menu & both thought it sounded nice, we also expected a plate with a little portion of each on it. What we got was these 2 large platters full of stuff, each, oh my god it was so much that we could have just got 1 between us!!!
In the evening I had arranged to meet a really close friend to go to the movies (yes the review will be put up on the movies page shortly). We went to the Curzon in Mayfair, I had never been to that cinema before, such a sheltered life I have led, poor little me. Its really nice there, the seats & leg space (quite important when you’re tall as I am, & don’t want your legs laying all over the people next to you, it does cause some funny looks at times in the local Cineworld) are far better than the one I usually go to. I digress, no change there then, we then went to have a drink, non alcoholic which will shock most of you So it was a really good day all round I have to say.
So it was a really good day all round I have to say.Yesterday, Wednesday for those who don’t know the days of the week!!! I went to the Design Museum with my friend. I had never been before, its one of those places I have been saying I want to go to for ages but never actually got off my lazy ass & gone to. So in we went. It is on 2 floors, fore those that don’t know, the first floor is a montage of major design events from the 60’s to date. I really liked it, especially from the 80’s onwards as I remembered most of it, oh boy did I feel ancient. I did however get the feeling that some sponsorship had been agreed as several names are repeated quite often. It was really fascinating to see hoe design has changed through these few decades (I figure if I sat few decades it will somehow make me feel younger, note to self, it doesn’t work), especially when you see it laid out like that. The upstairs was all devoted to Javier Mariscal which I liked but didn’t get some of it, I am clearly a philistine who has no concept of art!
Then I went to see a really old friend, in both senses of the word. It is always good to see him, he is rather a nice guy, one of those rare people who are friendly & nice & just pleasant to people, quite a contrast to me then. So we chilled at his place for a while, his only down side is that he has no grasp of the concept of a short story & instead regales you full in depth (far too in depth) & long winded stories, that when he reaches the end you have forgotten the beginning, & indeed middle through boredom We then went to the Thai cafe near where he lives, he lives in Plaistow so of course we went with an armed guard. The place is really nice, friendly & the food is great. I however (no surprises coming here) have a moan this time. I asked for tea and the woman brought me English tea rather than jasmine! I despise English tea & only ever drink it if am ill, so I didn’t want to make a fuss (now there is a surprise) so I had no drink!!!
We then went to the Thai cafe near where he lives, he lives in Plaistow so of course we went with an armed guard. The place is really nice, friendly & the food is great. I however (no surprises coming here) have a moan this time. I asked for tea and the woman brought me English tea rather than jasmine! I despise English tea & only ever drink it if am ill, so I didn’t want to make a fuss (now there is a surprise) so I had no drink!!!As ever In have been walking the young Milo each morning so been conversing with Sid (that bloody dog) & Stan’s (he went for my little angel this morning so not in my good books) foul mouthed, short, but decreasing in weight & size mum. What an education she is, I can now swear like a fish wife, drop all my h’s, & generally sound like I was brought up in Toxteth, such useful skills.
And so for another week I have to say good bye, also I have to get to work!!!! So my dear and valued friends I say a think you for reading & will see you here next week. Do Not forget, subscribe to the fantastic Boom!! Its great, its wonderful its everything you need to have a good time, & unlike most other things that do the same thing its legal & free.
Eating & Drinking Again
by Matt on Sep.09, 2009, under Blogs
Have you guys been listening to BOOM!!!!!????? If not why the hell not, its bloody amazing, its all
that keeps me going in the gym, makes time go quick when am walking along Piccadilly to work, brings fun into a mundane day, I am actually listening to it now. So if you haven’t already hit that link on the right or search on iTunes, go on what you waiting for?
And so onto what you came here for………..me!!
Last Thursday I had to go to the dregs of humanity office to sign on, oh how I hate it there. Fortunately I only had to sign on last week & not have the patronising interview. But I did have to see one of the officers there, I think I got the only one in the country who is helpful & knowledgeable, a combination I have never found before there. The tax office are asking for loads of information as all my records are messed up. A couple of months ago I had a job interview & so I signed on, well attempted to, early. The fuckwit officer there wouldn’t let me so he signed me off, I subsequently had to sign back on the next day. This you would think wouldn’t cause too much problem, & indeed in most other areas it wouldn’t, but here it has caused a massive headache. Oh they really are dim.
In the afternoon I had to go to the salon to work. Its something that I am really enjoying doing & like it there. The people are pretty cool, & the guy himself is really nice & cool to work for. Its quite different to everywhere else that I have worked as its smaller but also pretty vibrant in a creative way, I look forward to going which after my last role is a massive relief. Its quite hard to begin with as the guy has never had a PA so I am sorting through all his contacts & calendar, both of which have been paper based up until now. Me being a complete geek I am attempting to drag the system into this decade & computerising things, fortunately he wants that too so is really positive about it, & best of all he uses a BlackBerry, so a man of distinctive taste
Friday night was another drinking night. It was with my farting friend, who managed not to fart at all that night, or if she did she didn’t tell me, or admit to it. We had this great idea of getting a few bottles first & drinking in Soho Square, so I went & got the bottles & must have switched hair with her as forgot a bottle opener. But I figured she carries this bag around that is practically a suit case & to say she likes a drink is like saying that Dr who travels occasionally, so she is bound to have one amongst all the crap she hauls about on a daily basis. How mistaken I was,she has all manner of crap in that marquee but no bottle opener, so I asked her to get one on the way, you would think I had asked her to obtain the Holy Grail!!! Anyway we had a drink in Soho Square which was nice.
She then started to comment that we always went to poof bars so why couldn’t we go to a straight 
bar for a change, I think she must have been feeling horny So me being the gentleman that I am agreed we indeed could, so we went to Oxygen Bar which is just off of Leicester Square. To be honest I couldn’t really tell the difference between there & the usual queer bars we frequent, but it was rather nice as wasn’t packed. After there we wanted to go to Friendly Society but there was a massive queue so we went across the road to Yard Bar instead, nothing to write home about there really. Was pretty busy but that’s to be expected on a Friday night I guess. But after there we decided to try Friendly Society again.
bar for a change, I think she must have been feeling horny So me being the gentleman that I am agreed we indeed could, so we went to Oxygen Bar which is just off of Leicester Square. To be honest I couldn’t really tell the difference between there & the usual queer bars we frequent, but it was rather nice as wasn’t packed. After there we wanted to go to Friendly Society but there was a massive queue so we went across the road to Yard Bar instead, nothing to write home about there really. Was pretty busy but that’s to be expected on a Friday night I guess. But after there we decided to try Friendly Society again.Jolly pleased we were that we went back too, we got in easily. As regular viewers will know I like it at the Friendly Society. The DJ was playing al 80’s music, which was fantastic, my era, loathed as I am to admit I am old enough that the 80’s music is what I remember. I was though rather disappointed that they had no Adam & the Ants as I used to think they were fantastic, the earlier stuff though not the older poncy stuff. My farting friend & I even danced which was not a peasant site at all as I have no co-ordination whatsoever, it must have looked horrific & is a testament to how drunk I must have been. We then staggered down to our favourite Chinese cafe to devour all manner of crap into our bodies. A good night it was, I have not enjoyed myself for absolutely ages.
I am very, no exceedingly, fortunate in that I rarely suffer from hangovers, which infuriates all those around me. On this occasion I just felt a bit tired which is rather good as I had to go to the salon to work on the Saturday. So I made it there & managed to put in a full day!
On the Sunday I was suitably rested & back to my normal (if that word can ever be used to describe me) self & spent
quite a bit of the afternoon in the park with the little Rat Boy, also known as an angel, also known as Milo. I have been there quite a bit with him this past week. Its rather restful & I find it therapeutic to just go to the park & unwind & chill out, well as much as you can when Milo is jumping up you for attention, or running around so you have to keep an eye on him, or deciding to use you as an extension to his play ground, or wanting his ball, or any of the multitude of things he does as he feels your universe revolves around keeping him amused. Oh wait what am I suggesting, how dare I think otherwise, of course the world revolves just for Milo!!!!!
quite a bit of the afternoon in the park with the little Rat Boy, also known as an angel, also known as Milo. I have been there quite a bit with him this past week. Its rather restful & I find it therapeutic to just go to the park & unwind & chill out, well as much as you can when Milo is jumping up you for attention, or running around so you have to keep an eye on him, or deciding to use you as an extension to his play ground, or wanting his ball, or any of the multitude of things he does as he feels your universe revolves around keeping him amused. Oh wait what am I suggesting, how dare I think otherwise, of course the world revolves just for Milo!!!!!In the evening we went to River View which is our favourite Chinese Restaurant. The amount of Chinese I ate last week I think I will be sprouting chop sticks & speaking in tongues that sound like I am being castrated. I do like it there though, & its rather nice as wasn’t too busy, well in fact there was only one other table being used. So it was very subdued & we got to relax & enjoy a nice quiet meal.
Bloody hell I am beginning to see what Chuckles means about me eating all the time, the thing is that as I am not working full time at the moment it seems here that I am out eating a lot but I am not really its just I am not doing too much else so the eating seems exaggerated. As if to highlight a point….
Today I met a good friend for lunch, at this nice little Italian in Wapping. The Italian was a restaurant of course not a person!!!! But we had quite an enjoyable time as he was telling me about his complicated love life, I thought my life was complicated but his is just kind of like ‘gee how do you get into that position’ Well I say love life it is more dating life I guess, & it stretches, no pun intended, across the Atlantic, ex’s, & across the river. I couldn’t keep track if it was me.
I found out today that my new full time job starts on the 22 September so I am hoping that my life should pick up a bit then & get more exciting, that way I will have more to put on here. In the meantime please accept my sincere apologies that it has been rather flat of late & not its usual fantastically hilarious place, I will try harder in future.
I am still going to the gym about 4 – 5 times a week & loathing every single minute of it. But what I hate even more is that I am sweating blood & tears there, I am really pushing myself (in a wheelchair if I carry on at my age). I am doing all the right things, cardio,m weights, etc. Yet still I am a fat pig, how does that work? Don’t bloody well leave a comment saying its because I am always eating as contrary to the way it looks I don’t eat that much at all, not considering I am as large as the inside of the Tardis.
As if its not bad enough that I am the size of a house, a great big mansion in the country with out houses at that, my dog walking friend has just gone & lost 4.5 pounds in one week, the fucking bitch. But hey kudos to her as she has worked hard to achieve it. Mind you she must burn 5000 calories a day just with her jaw & tongue. Well done to her, am so very pleased for her. She is actually in her element at the moment as not only is she a skinny cow but I had to apologise to her the other day, something that doesn’t come easy for one as arrogant as I am.
That is it for another week I am afraid so my dear readers I will see you again here next week.
Drinks & New Job
by Matt on Sep.02, 2009, under Blogs
And here we are again, another week another entry.
Last Thursday was packed, I was running around everywhere. First thing I had the second interview for the post at Gieves & Hawkes. I had to meet the second in charge. It was a weird interview as it was rather informal. In fact the guy seemed more interested I talking about Madonna, cats, dogs and such like!!!! Still it was an interview so who am I to interrupt & declare I would rather he be giving me a hard time asking bloody competency questions or where I want to be in 5 years, on a beach somewhere incidentally.
I then had to get into the city as I had arranged to have lunch with a friend I used to work with. We met at Bonds, in Threadneedle Street, well we did after I stopped getting lost & found it, sometimes I am a complete tit, okay mostly! But when I did find it I found its a very nice place, I thoroughly liked it. It was excellent to see my friend as well as hadn’t met for quite some time, we regaled stories of the mad woman we used to work for & went over some of her insane tendencies and crazy actions.
I then had to hot foot it to the bloody job centre for my dumb weekly interview to be told where I am going wrong in looking for a job, um looking when there is a recession? Not sitting in a job centre acting like a complete know all when I know nothing? Oh how I despise that place, am there tomorrow as well, something to look forward to no doubt. Still I will grin & agree with all the pathetic imbecilic ideas he comes up with.
I had arranged to go for a drink, okay maybe a few more than one, with my friend. Its my bit for charity as he is not only ginger but Canadian to boot, I do feel sorry for him, he must tick every box when it comes to equal opportunities monitoring. So we met at the Edge, where I seem to always meet people, cant think why actually. We had a few there which was cool, had to have a few as he was boring me to sleep with his tales of well whatever I wasn’t really listening. We then went to TPT which is a great Chinese cafe type place & had something to eat, I do enjoy going there as the food is good, service is pretty good & food is really nice. Then we made our rather drunken way to Friendly Society, there was no freaky woman flinging herself around this time. So we got a drink & sat talking some more, fortunately I was rather drunk so no idea what we were talking about at all.
Friday morning saw me trudging (fortunately it is rare for me to have a hangover, fortunately for me, annoying for those around me) to Knightsbridge, just off of Belgrave Square. I was going there as have been given the opportunity to do some work with a top hairdresser, Errol Douglas. I am doing some PA & Marketing for him, its really cool & thus far I am enjoying it. I have only done a few hours so far but its really cool & exciting work.
Then in the evening I was off out again to meet another friend. Usually we meet for a coffee & catch up but this month decided to do away with the coffee & have a drunken time of it, jolly good idea too I think. We had rather a good time, despite going to some terrible bars, in one even I felt young, that really is a miracle. We started off as ever at the Edge, where we chatted whilst still sober which didn’t give us that much of a time slot. We then made our way to a couple of other bars that to be completely honest would be upgraded if I were to call them flea pit dive bars. But I was in good company so it was quite good fun & quite a laugh, I enjoyed it anyway & am sure my friend did too.
On Monday I was supposed to go to Notting Hill Carnival with a good friend. After I ad finished poofing about getting
all of Milo’s stuff together ( he has more paraphernalia than a bloody footballers wife) & managed to drag my butt out to meet him it was getting on. We got on the tube but by the time we got to Tottenham Court Road the train was rammed, so heaven knows what the actual carnival was like, but we didn’t make it there. We got off at Tottenham Court Road & made our way to Soho Square to sit there. At one point I made the foolish mistake of letting Milo off of his lead, he took this to mean he could go round the park sniffing at each & everyone’s bag, wander over & annoy people at will & chew every stick in the park. But then like the angel that he is he came back when I called him, for a third time. He then sat posing for pictures!
all of Milo’s stuff together ( he has more paraphernalia than a bloody footballers wife) & managed to drag my butt out to meet him it was getting on. We got on the tube but by the time we got to Tottenham Court Road the train was rammed, so heaven knows what the actual carnival was like, but we didn’t make it there. We got off at Tottenham Court Road & made our way to Soho Square to sit there. At one point I made the foolish mistake of letting Milo off of his lead, he took this to mean he could go round the park sniffing at each & everyone’s bag, wander over & annoy people at will & chew every stick in the park. But then like the angel that he is he came back when I called him, for a third time. He then sat posing for pictures!As ever a hello to the husband torturing fish wife. I have to just tell you this, she rang me yesterday & was twittering, neigh rambling on about a kettle power cord for a hoist, she went on so long that I put my phone on loud speaker & was emailing on mu BB whilst she whittered on, the woman has no comprehension of verbiage (look it up bitch And her nasty noisy, shit eating dog tried to attack little Milo this morning, its a good job he has the strength of goliath so could protect himself. But in seriousness I am really pleased that her hubby is back at home as she does so much work as it is & I know that with him away not only was she missing him but it gave her double the amount to do, which isn’t nice as she is overworked at the best of times, she is a real trooper.
And her nasty noisy, shit eating dog tried to attack little Milo this morning, its a good job he has the strength of goliath so could protect himself. But in seriousness I am really pleased that her hubby is back at home as she does so much work as it is & I know that with him away not only was she missing him but it gave her double the amount to do, which isn’t nice as she is overworked at the best of times, she is a real trooper.Oh I knew I forgot one little nugget of information; I mentioned the interview I went to at Gieves & Hawkes. Well I got the post, so I will soon officially be a member of the working masses again. I am pretty apprehensive but also very pleased indeed as it sounds like its going top be a great job. Only issue is my little baby will be on his own during the day so am a little concerned about that but I will give him extra walks & treats & lots of affection so he knows his daddy still loves him
I am afraid pictures area bit short this week as I have had a great loss this evening before I wrote this. My beloved, treasured & indispensible BlackBerry got a bit of water spilt on it & the screen has gone, I am hoping to hell that it will work again in the morning but all my pictures I have taken are on it, so alas I am having to only have a couple on this weeks entry. I only hope it does dry out as otherwise I have no idea how I will manage.And so I hope to see you here again next week, same time & place.
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