Does everyone try and extend their birthday celebrations for as long as possible, or is it just me? Well, Elvis says I'm pretty sad to do it, but then again, why not? So last week I went out for dinner on Monday, got promoted on Tuesday, was cooked an amazing steak on Wednesday (this is sounding a little Craig David, hmmmm) followed by more tasty food on Thursday (clams and chorizo amongst others), saw Shapeshifter live on Friday then danced to Marky and finally topped it all off by Mulletover on Saturday dressed in typically ghoulish fancy dress.
It was truly a celebratory week (and not just my birthday either), surrounded by a mix of friends old and new, some very old and some very new, and all pretty special, some very spooky Halloween gear, good banter, seriously energetic dancing (for 6 hours non-stop-no joke), a full game of 11-a-side on Hackney Marshes (and a goal), a number of fine wines, some brilliant presents (you know who you are), a dab of fake blood, a flatscreen tv and would you believe it 250 quid credit note from npower! I could hardly believe my luck.
Yes, this week has been...epic. And that's just out of work. Our busiest booking period of the Winter holiday season draws to a close in a few weeks so we are pulling out all sorts of marketing tricks to sell as many skiing and Winter sun holidays as possible. It's a numbers game and they just keep on getting bigger and bigger. How long can you keep growing for? Forever, if you're wearing the right shoes...
So, 37. Now that week of amazingness is up, you and I are going to have a sit down, and a proper chat. Tiik haain? Acha hai. Although, I have to warn you, I'm off to Berlin in a bit, and this week booked to escape to St Anton, France and maybe a little festival in the desert called Transahara. But we'll work something out.
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