Well, I'm still on the sick from work with this bloody chest infection. It's starting to clear up, but it's taking it's sweet time about it. I almost want to return to work - almost. (Let us not get carried away.)
Had a good weekend at my buddy Philip's new house near the coast. Nice place, better than mine anyway. The weather this weekend was glorious (it's back to being shit today - dull overcast and drizzling) and hot. The smell of barbecued food filtered though the quiet back lanes as we made our way back from the offy with booze and nibbles. He cooked - Chinese chicken soup followed my his own recipe Chow Mein, with generous helpings of Prawn Crackers. Our other bud Mark was in attendance, but he had a client the following morning and buggered off in a taxi about 2 in the morning. I was too tired to go anywhere, but not - as I'd envisaged - drunk.
Ended up spendng the night, after we'd put the world to rights while demolishing a shitload of European beer followed by a bottle and a quarter of expensive American Whiskey (Bourbon, of course.) The only downer was no cigars for me - what with the hacking cough still raging.
Spend most of yesterday at Phil's too - talking generalities and the sort of semi-amusing half baked crap blokes talk whenever they get together. We also had a bit of a heart-to-heart on our shared depressions and the fact we're both cronic worriers.
Shame I had to go home, really. Back to the midden.
Had a good weekend at my buddy Philip's new house near the coast. Nice place, better than mine anyway. The weather this weekend was glorious (it's back to being shit today - dull overcast and drizzling) and hot. The smell of barbecued food filtered though the quiet back lanes as we made our way back from the offy with booze and nibbles. He cooked - Chinese chicken soup followed my his own recipe Chow Mein, with generous helpings of Prawn Crackers. Our other bud Mark was in attendance, but he had a client the following morning and buggered off in a taxi about 2 in the morning. I was too tired to go anywhere, but not - as I'd envisaged - drunk.
Ended up spendng the night, after we'd put the world to rights while demolishing a shitload of European beer followed by a bottle and a quarter of expensive American Whiskey (Bourbon, of course.) The only downer was no cigars for me - what with the hacking cough still raging.
Spend most of yesterday at Phil's too - talking generalities and the sort of semi-amusing half baked crap blokes talk whenever they get together. We also had a bit of a heart-to-heart on our shared depressions and the fact we're both cronic worriers.
Shame I had to go home, really. Back to the midden.
Sounds like a near as damnit perfect weekend. It's still blue skys and sunshine down south so I'm hiding indoors. If I step out in that for more then 10 minutes I'll burn. Bloody pale skin. I do however, look quite cool under a UV light!