I do feel bad, because he's working and I'm off out shopping and meeting friends for lunch, but hey what do you want me to do about it huh?
Actually I filled in the breakfast card wrong, so two breakfast's came, so Morpheus stayed a while longer and ate with me. (he usually doesn't eat breakfast) We were very good and had egg white omelettes, a carrot and apple smoothie and a raspberry puree and yoghurt dessert, very healthy, very good.
Although the bugger took the paper with him, so I had nothing to read, hate that.
I always forget how crazy, mad busy Oxford Street is and today was no exception. God it's mad, but an easy journey for me, you see we're at the Metropolitan Hotel, so the nearest tube is Green Park, which is only one stop from Oxford Street, oh yeah, fantastic, so off I get and walk right into the nearest Orange Store (phone store). Tell the young lady behind the desk that I want a "pay as you go" phone, the cheapest they have. So then minutes later, I'm out the store with a cool, orange coloured phone for 30.00 pounds, excellent. The coolest feature though is the IMS (Instant Messaging Service) which I promptly receive as Colleen replied to me via IMS when I had left her a voice mail. Honest it's the coolest, not sure why it's not really taken off over here, but literally no one speaks on their phones anymore, they just type in text and send, dead simple, shit if I can do it, anyone can.
So of course I kept texting Morpheus, to which he ignored them all, he was far too busy to be texting me back. Besides it was just me saying hello in different languages, just to wind him up.
So what next? oh yeah got myself a fab pair of boots from Aldo, they're dead fucking sexy and are so comfortable, even though they're a size bigger than I usually get, which is a bit worrying? do feet get bigger like mens ears? so will they be like big foot feet when I hit 50?
So after that I nipped into Selfridge's to use the loo, dying to go I was. While in there I took a look at the designer section on the 3rd floor, but either everything was far TOO expensive or it was just crap.
Actually I realised that it was now nearly 4:30 and my pal Kevin who is in London for today and tonight was turning up at 5:30 so off I disappeared back to the hotel.
Actually I have a picture of his little girl Pyper, but my scanner isn't working...never mind. You'll just have to take my word for it, she's a doll, absolutely beautiful this kid.
So there we were in the hotel room, him showing me pictures and me pouring the wine, it was now 6pm.
So off we went down to the Met Bar, as we were meeting Colleen down there. She arrived just as we were on our 2nd drink I think? Then her lovely beau came, Colin, he's adorable, really nice guy.
So after another quick drink we headed over to El Pirato a great Tapas restaurant around the corner, which was just as well because it was sleeting outside and very slippery and I had stupidly decided to wear only my jeans, new boots, mickey mouse t-shirt and new H&M jacket, which is fab girls by the way, doesn't look cheap at all, looks great.
So we got there to see Bouchy Boy and Lubby Loo already there looking fabulous, it was great to see them as we hadn't since their wedding. I immediately starting apologising profusely for being so sozzled at their wedding, but I'm sure they didn't really care.
Then SFNB joined us, followed closely by Kay and John. Oh god it was great to see everyone, but by the time Morpheus showed up, about 10:30 I think, I was totally hammered, way too much wine and excitement in seeing all my bestest friends. So who else came? oh yeah of course Miss Kensington was there looking very pretty, but a bit sad I think, poor thing, she's got a lot going on. Alix, SFNB's lovely wife showed up, she probably wishes she hadn't now as I was bugging her all evening, not sure what about though?
So basically we all just sat around and drank ourselves silly for hours on end, until it was time to go, whereupon Morpheus just took me straight back to the room, even though I think a few of us wanted to continue in the Met bar, but I'm sure the big bouncers at the door, once seeing the state of us, would NEVER have let us in.
Poor Morpheus, he has a shitty day at work, then ends up having to carry me back in to the hotel and put me to bed. It's so crap being married to me, the poor bugger.
Right another day/night gone.