All You Can Eat – The Challenge

Yesterday was my ‘birthday party’ of sorts. I’m 25 on the 5th, so I may as well do something. So what I did was invite my friends out to Cosmo, a pan – Asian, all – you – can – eat, out of town retail park eatery.

Lucy and I have been there before, but she couldn’t switch her shifts to book the night off and come along, so sadly, we went without her. My friend from school, Thylaylii, came along. It was with her that the roughly bi / tri – annual outing started (it used to coincide with student loan payments). We met at Asda Molineux beforehand, with the intention of coffee, but it closed as we got there. So we went to Bentley Bridge and bought coffee) and a starter for me) from McDonald’s instead.

Also in attendance was Shell, the drummer from our band Until Death Calls, Kirsty and Mirriam from work, and also Kayleigh from work. Who brought along her vegetarian boyfriend. To a meal with carnivores. Surrounded my meat. LOL sorry Simon!

Here’s a few pictures (none of me, however).

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Plate two?

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Thylaylii

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Kay

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Simon and Shell...

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Kirsty

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The 'ewww' chocolate fountain bowl

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Tilty Kay

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Our table decoration (I had no hand in this).

I received cards and gifts; chopsticks, a pot noodle with timer, and a pint of cider.

And it was fun! Must give Lucy more notice for the next one though. Hmph. Stupid Spar.

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Meetup In Shrewsbury

Today, Lucy and I met up in Shrewsbury for Christmas!

We didn’t take many photos, or even actually DO much, but this is what we ate!

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Lucy's dinner

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My dinner

I love Shrewsbury, not only as it was my place of birth, and not only for the sights of a historic, fortified major town, but along for these handy pieces of advice dotted around –

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The sign

We went to Wetherspoons, exchanged gifts, had dindins then pottered round town a bit. Then it was time to go home.

Highlight of the day? Knocking over my empty coffee cup into the lap of the man sitting next to me, and seeing his face as he was expecting to be burnt. HAHAHAHAHAHA oh, so not fair.

Bank Holiday Madness!

Monday was a Bank Holiday.  You all know what a Bank Holiday is, right?  For those of you that don’t, this is Wikipedia’s definition –

A bank holiday is a public holiday in the United Kingdom or a colloquialism for public holiday in Ireland.  There is no automatic right to time off on these days, although the majority of the population is granted time off work or extra pay for working on these days, depending on their contract.  The first official bank holidays were the four days named in the Bank Holidays Act 1871, but today the term is colloquially (albeit incorrectly) used for public holidays which are not officially bank holidays, for example Good Friday and Christmas Day.

I don’t use this term colloquially, as it actually WAS a Bank Holiday.  I think.  Anyway, as per the norm in my household, we went shopping, as we do every single day, aside from Sundays.  Usually, the roads are kinda busy, the supermarkets are packed with people panic – buying various items, and children are running amok in the aisles.  When we approached the car park, however, we noticed it was distinctly empty.  YAY!  It turned out, so was Asda.  That was brilliant, I thought, as I have quite a dislike for the process of shopping itself, the ‘excuse me’, the pushing past ignorant people who pretend not to hear you, being run over by trollies, the noise, queueing . . . ugh, queueing.  Great British pastime, queueing and moaning at the same time.  It also meant I could get pick of the leftover eggs.  Easter eggs. Mmmm.

Nope.  There were none.  NONE!  Well, there were a few, but they were broken ones, and I don’t like eating food that has broken in the packet already.  😦  Much disappointment for me.  So I bought myself a block of cheese and made cheese, onion and meatball toasties instead.

Happy Bank Holiday – Day.  Now go back to work.

George