Thursday, January 8
I have a Rory! Hugs on demand for the next ten days! Woo! We have gorgeous bread too, a "poppy bloomer", which sounds slightly obscene to me, from the Co-Op. 'Tis the most wondrous bread in the known universe. Except maybe fresh onion bagels.
Simon's coming over to see us later, and then we're heading out to the
Four Planes gig at the Vine. I received an e-mail from David a day or two ago saying he was sorry we'd lost contact but he'd been busy due to having a family Christmas, a friend's wedding and a change of jobs recently. He also said he was bringing my Christmas present to the gig tonight. I hadn't bought him one as I wasn't expecting the rise in our communication level and didn't anticipate seeing him for a few months at least. "What can I buy him?" I thought. Books and CD's, though readily appreciated, are a bit expensive for me, and I didn't have the time to make him something. The obvious answer was vegan goodies of some sort, so I went for the old fall back - Maya Gold. One bar, though expensive, seems stingy I thought and decided to purchase two. I took a bar of Raisin and Hazelnut to accompany it, presuming it was vegan. It was wasn't until I got them both home and I read the labels on the bars that I realised the Raisin and Hazelnut bar contains 23% milk. Oops. I've managed to persuade Rory to buy it off me however, and David will just have to cope with one chocolate bar.
Yesterday evening I was supposed to be going to the pub quiz at the George with Tom and Phil. I was knackered however and went to bed instead. Phil said she was sorry I wasn't coming, and could she book me in for next week instead? It was nice of her to say that, and I think I believe she was genuinely sorry. I won't be going next week though as Rory will be here, as will Alex, so I said that the week after that was most likely.
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