So I made it to London safe and sound, having cruised through customs with my Irish passport and a you're-one-of-us-now nod. I spent my first day sleeping off the jet lag and playing various games with my friends in Watford. For New Year's we made a batch of mulled wine, then headed out for a nice Indian meal at Brick Lane. Unfortunately the Tube ride back was a bit of a nightmare...a group of not-so-nice men were clustered in the center and were determined to cause trouble. Long story short, I ended up getting goosed by THREE different morons, despite the presence of my friend Tania's fiance. The events immediately following will forever more be known as: Erin Goes Mental on the Tube. I whipped my head around at Idiot No. 3, and pretty much screamed something along the lines of "Don't ever do that again. How disrespectful. You could be arrested for something like that. Ever heard of sexual assault?" Not exactly coated in Southern kindness, but it made me feel better...until we got to the river to watch the fireworks from the London Eye and the
guy behind me decided to use me as a human tripod. Luckily Tania's fiance Phil was able to yank him and his video camera off me before I went ballistic. But the fireworks, from what I could see from my squatted perch underneath a Sony camera, were nice - very glittery.
Not much else to report, although last night I did get to go to the Tottenham v. Wigan match with Gemma and her family. Tottenham won 3-1, so I have been deemed 'good luck' by her dad, as last time I went they got a draw (tie), which is good considering they were playing Arsenal. It was an exciting match and I now have 'Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be, we're going to Wembley, que sera, sera' stuck in my head.
Hope everyone is well! Happy New Year's! Miss you!
Maybe it's the headband that is giving guys the wrong idea. You're giving off that "Lets get physical" vibe.
ReplyDeleteBy the looks of you...you left Willyb, BK for Willyb, UK. Don't you miss the "L"?
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