My birthday week!
Trip Start May 27, 2010
97Trip End Aug 31, 2011
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So it's my birthday week!! 1 July marks the official start of the final year of my 20's. Terrified? Just a little. But where better to spend that time than in the UK.
Due to distance, I'm forced to make my own lamingtons this year. Traditionally Mum has made lamingtons and posted them to me at work on my birthday. Good old staff at Australia Post (and the mailroom guys at work!) must have little or no sense of smell to allow those babies to get past them! So I've decided that if I can't have them delivered, I'll just have to make them. They have this really weird thing at work whereby if it's your birthday, you cater the morning tea. You organise your lunch. You bring in your own cake. You blow up your own balloons. Well, I'm not so sure about the balloon bit, but I wouldn't be surprised! It all seems a bit strange really, but whatever floats your boat. So, I'll be bringing lamingtons to my own morning tea, which should be a bit of a novelty for these Britons considering they think a sausage roll is a bread roll with a sausage in it. C'mon England, get with the times!
Assuming the lamington mission is a success, Nat, Gemma and I will spend the rest of the weekend celebrating.
We'll start by taking in a show (Priscilla) on Thursday night - for those who don't know, Priscilla is high on the list of my all-time favourite movies.
On Friday we'll head off into the sunset on the First Great Western express (train) to Bath. There are pubs, thermal springs, pubs, quaint streets, and pubs. Oh, and Stonehenge is nearby, which I guess deserves a mention. It should be a lovely little weekend away. The weather has been amazing the past week or so (yesterday was about 30 degrees - apparently the hottest day of the year, hmmmm), so hopefully it continues into the weekend.
Turning to sport, England is officially out of the World Cup soccer aka f-f-ffff-football (sorry, that's a bit hard for me to pronounce). Boo bloody hoo. They're all very upset. Hmm, well let's think about it... they should be! Wimbledon is on at the moment and they have one decent player. And while I don't know much about cricket, I know we always rib them about being rubbish (and even if I'm misinformed on that point, I'm running with it!). And as for any other sports, they need not even apply. Face it England, the only sport you're good at is drinking, and even that is debateable.
Gemma and I are going out to Wimbledon to check out the tennis tonight after work, which is yet another item I can tick off the bucket list.
Saturday we made our way to the Clapham Common to farewell Maria who's heading home via the Greek Islands and some other parts of the world to exotic to list. On the way to CC I got into the usual tussle when I accidentally stepped on a girl's foot when she cut in front of me - apparently I was walking "right up her a**". That was fun, and educational, because I didn't realise it was physically possible to walk up someone's a**. Seven baby beers and two ciders later, I was still sober. The girls all went out, but Nat and I made the trek back out to my place to have a couple more drinks and play slumber parties.
Oh, big news! News which I should rightly share. And what better forum to announce it: I'm engaged! Well, so facebook informs me anyhow. I woke up on Saturday morning to a message from facebook asking me to confirm my status as "engaged" to an Italian. I have sent out a search party for the culprit responsible for the offending message, and have started the hunt for the diamond ring which appears to have eluded me, but suspect that the "chicken" will get eaten by the "fox" when he is found. Italy - you have a lot to answer for you silly, silly boy!
Not only have I been proposed to in a rather unconventional manner, I have also been complimented by the Arab at the chicken shop at the end of our street. After confirming that "yes, I do like chilli on my burger", he told me that he liked my dress. I think he wants to marry me too.
I've made some inroads in the travel plans as well. After Bath this weekend, I have Glasgow to look forward to in September, then Oktoberfest, and then a weekend in Dublin for the International Rules footy. In July I'll be booking New York for New Years with Kim, Lalene and Scott, oh, and I suppose Nat who seems to follow me everywhere I go! So while there are no huge international trips planned as yet (and I think these will be fairly few and far between anyway - I'd like to discover more of the UK at the moment), there are things in the pipeline which is encouraging and makes me remember what I've come here for in the first place (and it definitely wasn't the sausage rolls!).
All in all things are going swimmingly, and we may prove same if we end up hiring a row boat in Bath this weekend!
That's all for now amigos.
I don't miss anyone. Much. ;)