predictions for the weekend

Friday

16.57
Columbo sits in empty office thinking she should just leave, what with one colleague on a train down to London for a party (i.e. not thinking about calling office anytime soon) and the other colleague at home in a mega disabled state (her words) having had keyhole surgery the day before on her knee ( lloyd grossman and the whole crew went must have taken a look as she cannot move without crying) ... so she's not going to calling either.

17.00 and no seconds
Mars leaves work and goes to meet Schroeder to begin birthday drinking (Schroeder's)

18.00
By the time Columbo arrives at bar in N4 there will be a few gathered variously drinking happy hour wine and beer

19.24
Red avenger talks about recent gigs and we probably feel guilty for not attending

20.04
Talks of calling Freddie surface and are quickly dismissed

20.32
Talks of moving to another bar surface and are dismissed

22.00
Lose a few people to drink

22.02
Call Freddie

22.50
Go to Spar for booze and fags, go back to ours with select few

Saturday

03.15
Tom Waits gets first play of the night

05.00
Mars goes to bed

06.25
Mars gets up

06.54
Every CD in apartment now doing a collective impression of a space age rug

09.03
Few people leave

10.00
Fags run out and everyone else gives up

16.30
Mars, Columbo and Schroeder get up to a bomb site

17.00
After cursory cleaning operation, straws are drawn for who will go to shop for supplies

17.30
Supplies of newspaper, crisps, ice lollies, chocolate, bread, bacon, eggs and other expensive crap are welcomed into apartment. Watch crap TV and read paper

21.20
Talks of going out for a beer surface and are dismissed

22.00
One of us tries to drink a beer or glass of wine. Still watching crap TV

00.00
All give in and go to bed

Sunday

11.15
Tidy apartment, go and get paper

14.30
Realise its 14.30 and that we should do something. Carry on reading paper.

17.00
Go to shop to buy wine and beer and food

17.30
Begin to cook potato dauphoinois and beef bourginon

22.00
Serve potato dauphoinois and beef bourginon (it takes a long time!)

23.30
All go to bed

..... you know what, writing that makes it seem really depressing! we've done pretty much that every weekend since the festival mania died down and it was nice at first but that pretty much is the meaning of a lost weekend......

Lets see what happens in real life eh??....