Bad luck comes in threes...
What a weekend.
Enjoyed a big one Friday night, 4:30am beddi-bies. The night started at TGI Fridays, a new bar/restaurant which is part of a converted tube station. It's so gorgeous, with all these mock 'mind the gap' signs and a big round central bar in the middle. I had a heavenly Strawberry Daiquiri which kicked off the night perfectly. Met up with the others at Prospect and stayed there till close, then headed to a house party at Greggo's. Jackie took some pics so I'll have to get copies.
Spent Saturday chilled out in the sun; it was a fantastically hot day. Went swimming, 60 laps...go you good thing. Then decided to be a sensible girl and have a night in cos of my naughty Friday. BIG MISTAKE. I'd just drifted off to sleep when there was this massive BANG. Rachel and I jumped out of bed, thinking it was some bus blown up outside our flat. We looked out the window only to see that a car had gone through our front fence! And I'm talking a big mother of a thick stone fence. Panicked we raced downstairs to find our roommate Mick helping some guy out of a car. Some drunken tosser had rammed our house, hitting the window of our lounge and f-ing up the front of his car.
He was so out of it that he was actually trying to start the car because he didn't want to get arrested! I grabbed a towel for the guys bleeding head then, worried that the car might blow up, grabbed Rach and got out of the flat. The ambulance came and took the guy away, and then the police came and waited with Mick for a tow truck. By then Rach and I were tired so we decided to wait back upstairs. BIG MISTAKE. 5 minutes later 2 fire engines arrived with dozens of hotty-totty firemen! We were going to get dressed and go downstairs but instead watched and giggled from the window like stupid schoolgirls.
So anyways, bad things come in threes so.... what’s next? Hmm, naaa.... not going to live like that. Went out last night with Rachel and met up with her hotty-totty Ben and co.
Caught the tube today into Victoria Station and I'm not going to lie, I was very nervous. The tube was nowhere near as busy as it usually is at 8:30am so the only upside was I managed to get a seat! I couldn't help looking around suspiciously at everyone. And everyone was doing the same. It's sad to hear about the hate crimes starting up against Muslim communities. Come on people don't be so narrow-minded. Everyone is still so shaken, but coping. It's pretty surreal to think about what happened on July 7th. I know I'll never forget.
Love rachix
Enjoyed a big one Friday night, 4:30am beddi-bies. The night started at TGI Fridays, a new bar/restaurant which is part of a converted tube station. It's so gorgeous, with all these mock 'mind the gap' signs and a big round central bar in the middle. I had a heavenly Strawberry Daiquiri which kicked off the night perfectly. Met up with the others at Prospect and stayed there till close, then headed to a house party at Greggo's. Jackie took some pics so I'll have to get copies.
Spent Saturday chilled out in the sun; it was a fantastically hot day. Went swimming, 60 laps...go you good thing. Then decided to be a sensible girl and have a night in cos of my naughty Friday. BIG MISTAKE. I'd just drifted off to sleep when there was this massive BANG. Rachel and I jumped out of bed, thinking it was some bus blown up outside our flat. We looked out the window only to see that a car had gone through our front fence! And I'm talking a big mother of a thick stone fence. Panicked we raced downstairs to find our roommate Mick helping some guy out of a car. Some drunken tosser had rammed our house, hitting the window of our lounge and f-ing up the front of his car.
He was so out of it that he was actually trying to start the car because he didn't want to get arrested! I grabbed a towel for the guys bleeding head then, worried that the car might blow up, grabbed Rach and got out of the flat. The ambulance came and took the guy away, and then the police came and waited with Mick for a tow truck. By then Rach and I were tired so we decided to wait back upstairs. BIG MISTAKE. 5 minutes later 2 fire engines arrived with dozens of hotty-totty firemen! We were going to get dressed and go downstairs but instead watched and giggled from the window like stupid schoolgirls.
So anyways, bad things come in threes so.... what’s next? Hmm, naaa.... not going to live like that. Went out last night with Rachel and met up with her hotty-totty Ben and co.
Caught the tube today into Victoria Station and I'm not going to lie, I was very nervous. The tube was nowhere near as busy as it usually is at 8:30am so the only upside was I managed to get a seat! I couldn't help looking around suspiciously at everyone. And everyone was doing the same. It's sad to hear about the hate crimes starting up against Muslim communities. Come on people don't be so narrow-minded. Everyone is still so shaken, but coping. It's pretty surreal to think about what happened on July 7th. I know I'll never forget.
Love rachix
posted by Rachi @ 1:02 PM
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