Day after the day before
March 2
Went into Watford with Aunt. Bus drivers are actually friendly unlike the snarly bastards in Perth. The place has changed so much since I was last here – 25years ago OMG. Tristan was a baby in arms. I bought some new pj pants for ₤3 and a black wrap for Equus. It is going to be way too cold for just the green thingy I bought.
Watford is a bit grotty - lots of pigeon poo. Many of the old shops have been replaced by a large multi storey shopping centre, the Harlequin. Seems to have taken the heart out of the place really. Met cousin Claire and in the evening took both aunt and cousin to the local pub for dinner. Paid ₤2.65 for a stubbie of Becks beer. Confused the waiter by asking for salad with my steak – ‘you want salad instead of chips???’ Is it possible to have both I wondered. ‘Both,’ he said, unconvinced.
Slightly tipsy and giggly we walked back to the flat in the rain.
posted by Dee... @ 7:33 pm
4 Comments
The Dee
4 Comments:
Local pub, tipsy and giggly. . .it begins :)
*watches the BBC for news of sassy aussie tart being dragged off by police*
Love and Hugs, glad your having fun! :) <333
just don't get deported, okay?
<3
Oi, Watford aint groggy, the cheek of it, lol, ok it might be a little bit, and the Harliequin is like the best thing in Watford, part from the Football team (coughs no comment there), your here for one day and get me chased by security, lol tut tut, il see u tomora mate x
Ha the English are weird like that. They eat chips and steak without salad *shakes fist*
Nikki, don't forget to whack her :P
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home