Happy
May, Happy Summer... Happy, Happy, Happy. Firstly, sorry for being a
bit rubbish on the posting front. The problem with being all over the
place is that it's tricky to write blog posts, but I do think of you
often and I hope that's enough for now or until I work out a better
way of keeping on top of it. Last week my best friend Karen (a fellow
blogger – Check her out at http://missionstyleuk.blogspot.co.uk/)
came down to the seaside for a visit and kindly added a link to my
blog from her blog. This resulted in me getting a squillion hits in
one day, so thanks Karen and hello if you're just joining me.
So,
today I thought I'd just give you the highlights from my Bank Holiday
weekend. Not the most interesting of posts, but I did meet a crazy
lady called Gloria (you'll soon learn that this is a running theme
with me) who smokes 80 a day and broke into Brighton and Hove Food Festival. I
also ended up at a random Leona Lewis concert (I don't want to talk
about it, although I obviously will) so I guess you can't really
knock me for variety.
Saturday
and the shields...
I
basically spent most of Saturday standing in a field hitting a shield
and trying to avoid getting rained on or burnt to death – The
weather was pulling out a UK Bank Holiday special. I can't tell you
what I was actually doing all this for yet, but all will be revealed
in a few weeks I promise. In Karen's blog post she also mentioned the
time I ended up between Victoria Beckham's legs and this is loosely
related. I'll get to that too one day, I promise...
A
visit from Sis...
So
my sister came down to see me (after the aforementioned shield
bashing) and I took her shopping on Sunday. We found some great
finds, mostly in New Look as a result of her always wearing black and
me wanting to treat her to a new wardrobe but not splash out on a
fortune. Here's a picture of us below in my garden. Not very
exciting, but at least you can put a face to a name.
The
previous evening had involved having some friends over, playing cards
(not drinking related, we must be getting old) and a couple of drinks
(there you go). My sister, who has two young children back at home,
stayed up til 2am. What a trooper.
The
rest of Sunday involved Table Tennis...
A
non-judgemental nod at the Hove Lawns BBQ-ers...
And
a last-minute ticket to see Lady Leona Lewis...
Basically
I skipped out of the Table Tennis tournament to drop my sister off at
the station and by the time I'd come back I'd been roped into going
to see Leona Lewis at the Brighton Centre. Like I said, I don't want
to talk about it, but as much as I'm not a massive fan of her songs
(she opened by telling us how “Hearts are made to be broken...”
so it wasn't exactly Chaz and Dave) you can't knock her being a
phenomenal singer. There, I said it. Tell no one.
Food
Festival Monday...
On
Monday I went to Hove Foodies Festival. I've never been before, but
I've walked past a fair few times and my nose has been a fan of the
smells for years. A highlight for me was a very alcoholic “Red
Snapper” (see menu below) from the Bloody Mary Bar. Don't judge me.
They were yummy. Add horseradish and it goes to a whole new level.
This cannot become a habit. I went back twice. The man judged me, but
seemed to take it as a compliment.
The
second highlight was salted caramel fudge. I discovered salted
caramel about a year ago when Karen (aforementioned bestie) rocked
out some popcorn from Waitrose. Then last week, Karen and I (you can
sense a theme here) enjoyed some salted caramel ice cream (seriously,
it's like crack – apparently) from Alfresco's in Brighton. The poor
guy on the stall didn't know what to do with himself. I made sure he
cut it into small pieces so I didn't have to share too much. I'm a
true friend. I gave Gloria a piece. I think we bonded.
And
the third was a hog roast roll from Jamie's (Jamie Oliver) stall, but
that was inhaled within seconds so I didn't take a picture.
So,
that was my bank holiday. Sunny for the most part and after the wind
burn from Saturday I'm sporting quite an impressive “tan”. Today
seems to be a little different... Believe it or not the picture below
is our “view” of the sea.
But
it's OK... Only 18 days 'til the next UK bank holiday.
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