Sunday, November 27, 2005
Pick and Mix
Had rather an event-packed weekend. Nothing particularly exciting, just full.
Meal at the Olive Tree, which included discussions on practical and theoretical actuaries, whether I would prefer to receive a pay rise or the firstborn son of my boss (and if the latter, whether he'd taste of garlic, apricots or something else entirely), and how to maximise your bonus cashback when paying with American Express, prior to discovering that the "American Express - Open" sign in the window meant exactly what it said and nothing more, and that true to form, American Express was not accepted there.
Not quite understanding the new licensing laws yet - we went into the Terrier at 10.55, just for the novelty value, and it had stopped serving already!
Wandering round the St Nicholas fair in town, partaking of a venison burger and some roast chestnuts for lunch.
Offending a lady stood outside Borders' front door when I cracked up laughing to her face at my first sight of her. To be fair to me, she was handing out leaflets advertising Waterstones at the time.
Spending 2 hours trying to fix my dad's PC. I've not given up just yet, but I must be out of practice fixing broken things from using Linux too long and having it all "just work" - I'm still no nearer to knowing exactly what's wrong.
Puressence at Fibbers - not a lot needs saying, except they were as good as ever, with quite a lot of new(ish) material - there was also a rather novel re-working of one of their classics, a no-vocals version of India, after Jimmy's mike broke. Also a bonkers woman, who danced at me, then when I didn't go completely mad and dance back at her, walked on to dance at someone else - might have done so if I hadn't had a thick woolly coat on, given it was Sharpen Up The Knives, the 'Essence equivalent of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" for a mosh-friendly tune.
Suddenly reacquiring the use of my second bedroom, as we took all the cardboard boxes that've been piling up in there over the last 3 months to the tip.
Back to the fair, where I purchased some venison steak, and some chilli jam to tide me over till I receive the jar I'm owed for fixing Tom's wireless network (at least this one won't have been half-eaten by Helen before I get it).
Back home, to discover a very strong smell of gas. One of my neighbours (not, as you're probably aware, my favourite people as it is) had left the gas cooker on unlit (the man from British Gas thought it must have been on all day to build up so much gas), and was somewhat dismissive of me and one of my other neighbours thinking this was a bad idea - "You need to open up your windows" "But they're all locked for the winter" and "You could have caused an explosion" "Then I'd have been blown up, wouldn't I?" This is the second time in a month it's happened, and my ever-socially-minded neighbours are now openly discussing ringing his daughter with a view to getting him put in a home - I expect having their flats blown up might adversely affect the value of their properties.
Evening meal at 4, High Petergate, which was superb - definitely no let-down after wanting to go and eat there for best part of a year. Partridge and mango roll for starters, juniper-marinated venison with red cabbage and parsnips for main, and a mango cheesecake for dessert. One of the 3 best meals I've had in York (FWIW, the other two would be at Cafe Concerto and the Tasting Rooms), and the ambience is amazing too.
And finally back home once more, to spend half an hour fixing my printer that's been offline for a month (turned out just to be out of black ink!), so I can now decorate the flat with some of the much-better-than-mine photos I've seen of the Guy Fawkes Minster.
I definitely need to start my marathon training soon - I've eaten far too much this weekend!
I definitely need to start my marathon training soon - I've eaten far too much this weekend!
posted by Chip : 23:26
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