{ spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams. }

[delga]

Oh boy. The weekend was madness. My aunt is lovely, as is my cousin, but my cousin's kids are mental. Lovely, but so, so loud, and a little naughty, too. I lived through that, plus my gran's not-at-all-veiled comments about my lack of domesticity, plus the family bitching about someone who is no longer family, PLUS my eldest aunt turning up on Sunday and prompting a large family lunch. I find these things stressful.

On the other hand, I saw Baby Cousin for the first time in absolutely ages, and we had a lot of fun, and as I mentioned, my aunts are very sweet. And then I worked a half-shift in The Dad's store on Sunday afternoon with this kid who works for us intermittently and is an all-round good sport. By the time I got home again everyone had left. I exhaled in relief.

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On Monday I went out for lunch with crouchingmajor. A minor explosion (not kidding) in town caused the electricity to die but we managed to get served and then swap gifts and promises to meet up again.

In the evening I got a call from noorie - all the way from Israel <3 - and proceeded to feel light and joyful and happy.

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Tuesday! Tuesday was excellent. I had to pack and decide what I wanted to wear, and then The Dad gave me and The Sister a lift to the train station. We made it to King's Cross in one piece, then hopped neatly onto the Hammersmith and City line. By the time we reached our destination, though, it started to heave with rain. Guys: it hasn't rained on my birthday, I think, ever. To be fair, if I'd stayed at home, that record would have been maintained. But, anyway, made it to my aunt and uncle's, at which point it stopped raining, and the sun paraded us for the rest of the day. Tied rakhis on my cousin brother, then popped out again, this time heading for Covent Gardens.

We did some shopping - looked around Jubilee Market and Covent Garden Plaza, and also made it to Forbidden Planet - after which we went for dinner at an Indian restaurant on Shaftesbury Avenue. We then walked to The Strand which is where the theatre is, and watched The Prisoner on Second Avenue. Oh god, it was absolutely hilarious. The chemistry between Jeff Goldblum and Meredith Ruehl was palpable, and Ruehl was especially magnificent. Afterwards we haunted the stage door, somewhat shamefully, and I managed to get autographs. Guys. GUYS. Jeff Goldblum is really, really tall, with the smoothest voice, I can't even tell you.

The Sister and I walked to Charing Cross station where my cousin brother picked us up, and we all walked to Embankment where, naturally, you could see the London Eye etc. My cousin brother drove us around a bit so that The Sister could see things like Parliament at night, which was pretty great. All in all, marvellous!

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Oh god, the whole day there were emails and texts and messages and facebook notes. I am trying to get back to everybody, but if I miss you, or haven't got to you just yet, please know that I'm really grateful, and really touched. Thank you all so much! (Post of 'the goods' to come, and also the rest of the 'five things'.)

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Tomorrow I'm off to Edinburgh - get ready, sepiaxtoned! Again: I should pack, but that's not going to happen until tomorrow, frankly.

Comments

[wliberation.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear your day was terrific after all! And Jeff Goldlum! Am jealous! I'm sure his voice could be used to smooth ... butter... wait, what? That makes no sense. Well, smooth something that really needs fine smoothing indeed. Silk. Something.

Have a great time in Edinburgh!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Oh goodness, he is....so. damn. tall. I-- I WAS EMBARRASSED TO SPEAK TO HIM. He is the loveliest. Oh gosh.

Edinburgh is gorgeous! I had a great time. The festival fills the streets with madness.

[belantana.livejournal.com]

Wow you have been busy! (& still are!)

Enjoy Edinburgh. Mad jealous but you guessed that. ♥

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

♥

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

How have I only just noticed that there's a person in the icon you're using? How??

[belantana.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, have you really? I suppose she is hiding. Here is the whole panel. I love Tracey Moffatt, especially Something More, First Jobs (the colours!) and Scarred For Life.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love the texture of Something More! And Scarred for Life is poignant.