Today I was one of those people who sat in Starbucks staring into middle distance sipping on a soapy coffee wishing that I wasn’t really there. However, I knew I wasn’t beyond redemtion because I was on my way to Homebase to buy some wood for making my desk supports later that afternoon.
Actually it wasn’t even a coffee – it was a Soy Chai Tea Latte. LOL.
This morning I woke up without a hangover but felt I deserved one. After hanging out with Max all day, talking about Pantie Wetters, Nannies, Turncoats and Dead or Alive, we went into Soho to see Pippa and Nathaniel and drink some wine. A more wine later at The Three Greyhounds [my first blush since 'The DJ Assualt Night' that I could finish] and then some Geisha Rocks at Abeno Too I was sending random texts about spiritual vibes to God only knows who.
Lovely! So pretty – like sour cherries.
Max had cooked me an Apple and Rhubarb crumble. Until then, all I had heard about Max’s cooking capabilities was from his old flatmate Neil who had seen Max take the top off a yoghurt pot and that was it.
But check this out:
I am Max’s fantasy girlfriend. He is always asking me if I had sex with a woman. I always get out of answering by asking him if he ever had sex with a woman.
Look at the AWESOME temperature guage on the oven! It reminds me of Gary Numan or The Buggles or something. So jealous. And such a neat crumble.
YUM. And by now, Alex T had come over to Max’s too so we all sat and ate crumble together like naughty school children telling naughty jokes.
Here is Max’s knicker drawer. No he isn’t at all anal.
And check this garden out that Max made. It used to be just rocks and weeds and nothing. It was just nothing and it is so beautiful now.
Someone who isn’t quite like Max in some ways [totally anal] but quite like Max in other ways [I think she only fancies men] is my mate Sara Manara who if I was a big licker I would fancy her because she is a good cook and likes good music. Oh – yeah I know she is with Bok Bok so no dis bruv, but your girlf is a babe. And as you know, I’m only interested in guys anyway [I'll tell the rest of my gossipy stories later! LOL and I promise I will keep your secret forever...] I was over at Bok Bok and Manara’s house the other night and Manara cooked a BANGING dinner for us all. SO DELICIOUS.
And I gotta tell you, Manara’s Pav was almost authentic Australian [we would probably only have raspberries OR strawberries with passionfruit and banana.] It was so awesome. I could have eaten the whole thing to myself.
Mum is sending over some old tea cups and saucers from home that I am really looking forward to receiving in the post. I am planning to have a tea party. I only have two cups right now and one teapot. And it isn’t big enough.