Bank holiday weekend
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
So, had a very busy weekend - well, Sunday and Monday at least.
Saturday, I did absolutely nothing. It rocked.
On Sunday me, Dad, Brother and Cousin went to the PGA Championship, at Wentworth. It's one of the bigger European golf events of the year - the winner takes home almost £600,00 - and it was an excellent day. The conclusion to the golf was pretty exciting, but the beef pie with mash was even better.
Monday was, remarkably, better than the Pie - as Beth came down to London. It was raining all day, so we got a bit wet, but we also visited the British Museum and saw lots of cool things. If she tells you that I have leprosy, then she's a dirty liar.
In the afternoon we met up with Chris and Frances to laugh at dirty books in Waterstones and then went and had some awesome food at Ed's Diner. We then bummed around Harrods looking at things we can't possibly afford and then she went home. Which sucked.
Today, though, I've been feeling the affects of the weekend: a couple of blisters from endless walking on Sunday, a bad back from ducking under a rope at an odd angle - don't ask - and a cold from tramping around London in the rain. Then there's the two armfuls of insect bites from the golf on Sunday, too. It's been proven that it's scientifically impossible to avoid scratching them, which is a bit of a double-edged sword - it feels incredibly nice until you start bleeding and pulling chunks out of your arm.
Anyway, my room needs tidying and I need to lather my arms in Eurax, a cream to stop me wanting to itch them.
Saturday, I did absolutely nothing. It rocked.
On Sunday me, Dad, Brother and Cousin went to the PGA Championship, at Wentworth. It's one of the bigger European golf events of the year - the winner takes home almost £600,00 - and it was an excellent day. The conclusion to the golf was pretty exciting, but the beef pie with mash was even better.
Monday was, remarkably, better than the Pie - as Beth came down to London. It was raining all day, so we got a bit wet, but we also visited the British Museum and saw lots of cool things. If she tells you that I have leprosy, then she's a dirty liar.
In the afternoon we met up with Chris and Frances to laugh at dirty books in Waterstones and then went and had some awesome food at Ed's Diner. We then bummed around Harrods looking at things we can't possibly afford and then she went home. Which sucked.
Today, though, I've been feeling the affects of the weekend: a couple of blisters from endless walking on Sunday, a bad back from ducking under a rope at an odd angle - don't ask - and a cold from tramping around London in the rain. Then there's the two armfuls of insect bites from the golf on Sunday, too. It's been proven that it's scientifically impossible to avoid scratching them, which is a bit of a double-edged sword - it feels incredibly nice until you start bleeding and pulling chunks out of your arm.
Anyway, my room needs tidying and I need to lather my arms in Eurax, a cream to stop me wanting to itch them.
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