Rehab

Well... its been a little while since my last blog... what has happened since?!

Valentines night was pretty ok. Mark cooked a really lovely meal (chilli and garlic squid, followed by monk fish and char-grilled vegetables) and bought me chocs and lovely flowers, but then kind of ruined it a little bit by spending the whole evening watching out for football results on the computer... I guess you can't have it all! ;-)

London was ok last week... Jarvis (car) let me down, so couldn't drive in the end, but the journey was pretty good, and I managed it in my fastest time ever - 2.5 hours, instead of the usual 3! Had a good walk and chat with John at lunch time, and got takeaway from the most delicious Itsu... I have decided that I might marry their Line Caught Tuna Salad, if such a thing is possible... Managed to get Ronan's review out of the way, so can relax and forget about the whole appraisal business until next year!

Friday night, I can't even remember what we did, so it can't have been very exciting! Saturday, I got up uber early and had a wonderful haircut at Scruffs in Cambridge. Am dead chuffed with it, and didn't even break the bank at £33... Met Nicki in Cambridge, and spent the day wandering around the shops in the city... bought myself a lovely new smock top from Topshop, and we lunched in a Vietnamese restaurant called Thanh Binh (I had delicious steamed sea bass and rice). In the evening we went to see Amy Winehouse play at the Corn Exchange... hmm... not up to her normal standards actually! Her voice and materials are all amazing, but she seemed a bit flat or something? A little distracted, and none of the rapport with the crowd we have seen at her previous gigs (which made us really enjoy them!). I guess she may have been pre-warned about the photos that were splashed all over the Sunday papers showing her with white powder all round her nose... Makes her "Rehab" song a little more poignant!

Sunday, I got up reasonably early and drove over to Lowestoft to see Mum and Dad and Tracy and the boys... we had a really great day. Tracy and I did some running along the seafront, and even Henry joined in for some of it, bless him! Mum and Dad followed with Oscar in the buggy, and we all lunched in Godfrey's in town (sweaty Betties ahoy! Lunching in your gym pants with a big red sweaty face is never a good look!!). In the evening I went home to a slightly fuller house than normal. Mark's Danish friend Kurt has sadly ended his marriage, and is staying with us until he gets himself sorted out. I am considering setting up a lonely hearts style B&B for disaffected middle-aged men... I could make a fortune! ;-) Jokes aside... he is more than welcome in the house, as is anybody in a similar position! We might have to invest in some bunk beds for the spare room though! :-D

Last night, Mark and I had a fun evening drinking at the local pub... a quick "one pint" in the village turned into four pints, and me rather tipsily cooking tuna balti on return home! Tonight I have netball. Mark has Noel over too, so I am fleeing the testosterone laden house, and cycling straight to Robert and Emma's after netters... being cooked for by my superb chef-like cousin... that will make netball drag tonight! ;-)

Hope you are all well...
Love Hayls
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