My day

Ouch my eyes. My head. My whole fucking body. Over the last 2 days I think I’ve managed to amass something like a total of 7 hours sleep. I actually dragged my ass out of bed this morning at about half past four just so that I could meet Chris and Damien at Heathrow when they landed. Little did I know that it would take them a good two and a bit hours to get from the plane to the international arrivals gate! So in hindsight I could have grabbed another hour and a half kip time. Could do with it too! Tomorrow morning I’m up again at the same time because my mom is landing at Heathrow and I’m going to meet her as well. Arg!

So on top of already being chronically tired I’ve also managed to walk myself half to death through London showing Chris and Damien some of the sights. So far we’ve been to Leicester Square, Piccadilly Circus, Harrods, and a couple of other arb places like the Virgin Megastore (and some more that I’ve forgotten). I left them on the Piccadilly line earlier this afternoon so they could head back to Earls Court and I could go back to Adrian’s pad in Wandsworth to catch up on some sleep time. Unfortunately I got a bit side tracked on the way back at The Brewery Tap, the Youngs shop and pub. I suppose that could be construed as mixing work with pleasure… considering that I assist with the management of two Youngs owned pubs in Wiltshire and Dorset. Ahhh shit… who cares really, they brew great beer and that’s the only excuse I need.

Got some texts from Tam this morning too asking about ‘the boys’. Well, the boys are good. Still a bit shocked at being let out of their pond and into the ocean I think, but they’re acclimatising. It won’t be long till they’ve made some ‘mates’ who’ll ‘blag’ their way out of work to meet at the pub and go ‘out on the piss’. Hell, maybe they’ll even develop a taste for flat, warm beer. I did.

We spent the evening in and around Earls Court, where they’re staying for the next 3 nights. Just had a couple of quiet pints as they were both completely knackered from the flight and I have to drive long distance tomorrow and don’t want to be over the limit. It's going to be so good to see my mom again! Just wish my dad could have made the trip too... class chap and drinking buddy that he is! Such is life though (damn I've been saying that too often lately!).

Anyways, tata for now. I need to crash.