2 May 2010

My love affair with the pavement continued this week. This time, I was on Oxford Street marching quickly to keep up with others. And there were these road works. Well, I caught my foot on a bollard, didn't I, and as I was none too steady on my stiletto, down I went. Face down. Ha! Hilarious.

I'm sporting a pretty little bruise on my chin, and some large grazes on my knee and hands. Oh, and I bemoan the loss of another pair of stockings! Life is such a struggle between trying to stay upright and laying oneself out flat. Next time I might actually do myself a mischief. It's almost reason not to venture out of the house at all. It's like the man who said that he would no longer own Siamese cats because, although he loved them dearly, the heartache was too much when they died. Who was he? I don't remember.

But, we must keep on! Taking care not to throw ourselves into the road as we hazard the world.

In other news, last night we all had tapas on Holloway Road. It was scrumptious! I am definitely going back there. Raj pretended that it was my birthday by striking up a song and the whole place started singing along. Isn't it nice when that happens? It's like living in a musical. I'd prefer it if everyone burst into Like a Prayer the way they did in the most recent episode of Glee.

I was flicking channels not watching it. I don't mind if you don't believe me.

And then we played foosball. Argh! I have to admit it. I've been to the local twice in as many days. I love that place. I need to take two wine glasses back to them though. If only people wouldn't insist on leaving when I haven't finished my drink, then I wouldn't have to borrow them.

In some ways, my birthday has been a little spread out this year. Yesterday Nicola gave me a present and it was David Foster Wallace. It's so brilliant! I can't wait to read it just as soon as I've finished the Muriel Spark that Chloe posted. I've been meaning to read Infinite Jest for so long now. Have you read it? Is it just as amazing as I imagine it is?

Stephen's present also arrived, having been delayed by the volcanic ash cloud, no doubt. He sent me the two Nudie Suits albums and by this point I was completely overcome. I'm blessed to have the best presents ever this year.

Tomorrow is a bank holiday. I think the plan is to sit inside tonight, watching the rain and the two DVDs that arrived in the post. Quiet and nice. And fair enough because this week will prove quite active. I had better watch my step lest I fall again. I've got two tickets to The Habit of Art and no one to go with. So, I'll take a big bag. Does anyone want to join me? Bag won't mind if you do.