WHEN I FINALLY LOG IN

Sorry its been so long, but I have not been able to get on the 'sign in' blogger page.

So, a catch up.....

Tuesday I had a few in the POW, or was that Wednesday?No, Tuesday I moved in with Claire and Chris, Wednesday I had a few in the POW, Thursday I cant remember and on Friday I got my brand spanking new laptop as my leaving present. It Is A.W.E.S.O.M.E. Thankyou everyone who donated. Its all singing all dancing.

During the week sometime Claire asked me if there was anything I wished I had done here before I left. I said I only wished I had made it to Paris as I had never been and I couldn't really see myself going there as any holidays I have from now I would rather spend here.

So on Friday she rang me up at work to tell me that we were going on Sunday for the day. It was top. We got the Easy Jet from Liverpool (which was worrying me that I would turn in to one of those crazy argumentative types and I'd be filmed making a prat of myself and put on that stupid ITV programme.) Fortunately all went well at John Lennon Airport and we took off at 7.30 am as expected. Paris was freaking cold (but I suppose I better get used to it) and after a little lost time trying to get out of the airport (they should have had signs saying there was a rail strike instead of letting us walk all the way down to the station) we finally got to the centre. Started at Notre Dame, had some crepes, bought a hat, walked along the Seine to the Louvre. Got in The Louvre, saw the frigging queues so left the Louvre. Went to the Moulin Rouge and had lunch there then watched the show. It was proper brilliant, the costumes were amazing, my favourite was the women in the turkey looking outfits. There was a lady in a tank of water with massive snakes, flying glow in the dark people shining lights in their faces, a man on a really tall unicycle throwing cups and saucers on his head, a man (get this) holding a woman doing a handstand by the hands above his head whilst sitting down on the back of a chair - so his feet were on the seat- leaning back until his back was on the floor then getting up again....all the time whilst holding this woman above his head. I think you had to be there. They did the Can-Can and everything. One of the dancers was the double of Annie (as in "then I got smashed" Annie). That was weird cos they all do it topless and it felt a bit weird watching Annie dance on the stage with her norks out. I texted her later just to make sure it wasnt her.

We were a bit tipsy and feeling very Victorian by this point as we had been on the champagne so we went somewhere and had more. You can still smoke in bars there so Claire took advantage of that for a bit. Then it gets a bit hazy. We ended up buying poppers from a shop somewhere to warm us up a bit then went to the Eiffel Tower, had a Croque Monsieur and went to the airport. We were on the same flight as the Aussie Rugby league team and I correctly guessed that the coach man or who ever he was came from Parramatta. (No genius in it, I ask everyone if they are from Parramatta, I likes the sound of it!I've got it right three times now, it never fails to impress!) Spilt poppers on the plane which was slightly embarrassing as we were on the front row in front of the stewardess's. Fell asleep in the car on the way home and that was the end of a brilliant day.

I feel strangely ok at the minute, I'm sure I should be a lot more ill.


On Saturday we had a little syndicate and put £163 on the lottery. 163 lucky dips.It was hilarious. My Mom has the tickets and no one has heard from her of my Dad so I dont know if we won. £20 says we didn't win more than the £163

Right, I'm off to Gamblers Anonymous.

Laters.