Once upon a time there was a girl who spent her days in a business center reception, these days were boring and not worth mentioning in her blog, her weekend however was lavish, rich and compelling so I'm TOTALLY gonna tell you about it!
This weekend I was invited to stay with my uni bestie R and her lovely family (who I went to Spain with earlier this year) for her 21st get together shindig! They live in Oxfordshire, so on Friday evening I jumped onto the most crowded train in the world, it was my personal best in terms of crowdedness, and left the city! As a Londoner I obviously don't know where anything is outside of the M25, I just assume it's this magical place called "up north" where Eastenders characters go when they aren't quite important enough to be killed off. So I was surprised to find that Oxford is actually West of London. So the train I was on was not only packed to the brim it had on it two of the most annoying, snotty nosed brats ever! Their mother (the devil) seemed to think it reasonable for her two "angels" to crawl between other passengers legs, kicking and biting to get them to move, and opening the toilet door while people were in it. When one of them kicked me, I was so angry that I wanted them to bite me, because if they drew blood I had this whole "OH God I'm so sorry to tell you, but you might want to get your kid tested, I'm HIV positive, sob sob" act prepared. That would be the last time that kid ever bit. Luckily I didn't need my cleverly prepared, if not a bit harsh, speech because before I knew it I was in Didcot (I haven't heard of it either) where R was picking me up from. Now I thought R was joking when she said she lives in the middle of nowhere, but as we drove back to hers, the signal on my phone went completely and I knew we were surrounded by a pretty severe amount of countryside. I knew that I wouldn't be able to text/email/tweet til the next day so I just had to man up and take it, that or use a carrier pigeon/cup on a string or whatever they do for communication round there.
Saturday, A came round to join the "no signal crew" which now included a mum, a dad, a brother, a granddad, a grandma, a sister, a sisters boyfriend, an aunt and R and me. After a magnificent cooked breakfast, we headed to the races at Newbury. Having spent four years working in a bookie's I was convinced I would pay off my student loan that day. Wrong. Came out £6 up though so it's a start. Our favorite horse of the day was called Megalala, it didn't win but we just liked the name, A especially. More overindulgence ensued, had a massive steak for dinner then headed to Oxford for drinks. The clocks went back (thats the good way) so we had an extra hour in the bar, then flagged down a taxi to take us back to fields. On arrival back at R's manor I noticed that there aren't any street lights so you can see the sky perfectly. Countryside stars -1 London light pollution -0.
Sunday, woke up around 10, bummed around til yet more food- beef and kidney stew and treacle tart, yumola! Felt like a pregnant whale after that. Unfortunately we had to leave after that. R was a bit upset about leaving her family and had a little tear in the car, I'm useless in such cases to stayed quiet and hoped she didn't notice I didn't quite know what to say!
We then had to break R's car out of the hotel carpark we parked in the night before. It went pretty smoothly really, disappointing, I was expecting a scene similar to a silent movie car chase where we had to get away from heavily mustached police hanging out of the windows of their cars waving their truncheons menacingly while that cheesey car chase music played. Turns out we had a token to open the barrier so it wasn't quite the dramatic escape I was hoping for.
R dropped me off in Bromley :( where the signal is abundant and instead of wildlife we have chavs who roam the streets, stabbing each other as a form of greeting. I jest thee not, someone got stabbed outside Primark in Bromley the other day, a disagreement about the last 50p pair of tights no doubt. If you're gonna stab someone at least do it somewhere a bit different, people pretty much expect it outside Primark.
Since the weekend the only bit of excitement is that STA Travel Buzz want me to be one of their "explorers" and write a blog of my travels for them! It will be up and running soonish hopefully so watch this space!! Oh and in X factor news, apparently John and Edward got the most votes out of all the contestants this week. My God, if they win I feel I will have to do something dramatic, I don't know what yet, maybe I'll eat cake til I can't hear them sing anymore, WOULD YOU BE HAPPY THEN JOHNANDEDWARD?!? GOD!
This weeks exciting events include: tonight A and I are going to book a bus tour for New Zealand, Friday I will be attending L's surprise party and on Saturday I will be with everyone doing some as yet undecided activity for our annual get together in memory of D.
Peace brethren,
Luce x
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