End of the week

After the excitement of the photo shoot on Monday night, I went out with Mark from work on Tuesday night to see two of his friends from the time he was working on Trisha. We all compared notes about working on Jeremy Kyle verses working on Trisha.
Then the girls went to see the band they wanted to see and we went inside to watch the Liverpool Arsenal Match. I surprised Mark by talking to football fans about the match and cheering frantically when a goal was scored with 34 seconds to go before they went into extra time.
Then we walked down to The Green and had some more drinks... soon we were chatting away about all sorts and having a great time.
Then we went onto shots. I had 4 tequila shots and Mark had 4 shots of sambuca. For some reason, we got a bit lively and loud.
After that we wanted over to The Eddie, but the drink kicked in and we got very drunk very fast. We were too drunk to be in a pub so we left and headed to the bus stop.
I got the bus to Finsbury Park and then another bus up the road to Manor House.
I barged in the door and found Chris. From what he says, I turned into a limpet and hugged him for hours while telling him I loved him before passing out on the sofa with him in my arms.
I managed to wake up at 5am and make it to bed. Chris followed.
When I woke up at 8.30am I felt a bit rough but managed to pull myself together enough to get in the bath and get to work.
Mark arrived about ten minutes after me and we managed to make it through the day...

So now it's Friday and we've all made it through the week. It's been a gloriously sunny week and Chris has decided that the roof garden is his new project. Hopefully, with all the cuttings, trimming and seed planting that he's doing, we'll have the hanging gardens of Manor House before long.

I think it might be summer. Lovely.