I'm looking forward to my NYC trip even more now after your comments about Monica. Can't wait to meet her!
Monica Rule #1: Even though she's naturally fun, feed her lots of wine and she'll do anything. ;)
you both must come to London. This year would be great. And, of course, you're both more than welcome to stay at my place. Now how can you resist? *cough*
Free lodging? Hard to pass that up. I've already put the feelers out to Monica to see how serious she was about a London trip. My birthday is coming up in September and my mother is more than happy to get off easy by donating money toward a trip. :)
And I'm bringing my own tea. Lord knows how I coped the last time I was there other than abusing your washing machine, stealing a tiny container of chips (bet you never missed them, did you) and managing to change your email inbox to show all your email as 'read' even though I didn't snoop and read any of it--amazing what one slip of the finger on the keyboard can do. So not gonna mention the downpour in Birmingham where you were the only one with an umbrella and I spent my last day in London holed up in your flat trying to hold off the flu until I got back home. Nor am I going to mention a certain someone picking me up at the airport then getting us lost on the way to your place and throwing a map at me -- ME! who was fresh off an 11-hour flight, had never been to London before and EVERYONE was driving on the WRONG side of the road -- so I could figure out how to get to your place. Probably shouldn't mention the petrol station and fur coat incident either . . . *cough*
Think I'll stop off at the duty free and get hold of some wine. Wanna see Monica do anything! ;)
September sounds good. I just need to check on dates because I have a wedding to go to in September. I think it's the 18th, but it may be the 25th. I'll let you know when I get back to Blighty (will shortly be leaving for the airport).
No, I never missed the 'chips'. I think you mean crisps as we call chips what you call French fries. But the food was there for you to eat, so it's not really stealing. *g*
Yeah, the flu was a bummer. Oh, and I saw she-who-must-not-be-named last night and mentioned you might be coming. She'd love to see you, although picking you and Monica up from the airport might not be such a good idea...
Re: pouts
Date: 8 June 2004 00:16 (UTC)Monica Rule #1: Even though she's naturally fun, feed her lots of wine and she'll do anything. ;)
you both must come to London. This year would be great. And, of course, you're both more than welcome to stay at my place. Now how can you resist? *cough*
Free lodging? Hard to pass that up. I've already put the feelers out to Monica to see how serious she was about a London trip. My birthday is coming up in September and my mother is more than happy to get off easy by donating money toward a trip. :)
And I'm bringing my own tea. Lord knows how I coped the last time I was there other than abusing your washing machine, stealing a tiny container of chips (bet you never missed them, did you) and managing to change your email inbox to show all your email as 'read' even though I didn't snoop and read any of it--amazing what one slip of the finger on the keyboard can do. So not gonna mention the downpour in Birmingham where you were the only one with an umbrella and I spent my last day in London holed up in your flat trying to hold off the flu until I got back home. Nor am I going to mention a certain someone picking me up at the airport then getting us lost on the way to your place and throwing a map at me -- ME! who was fresh off an 11-hour flight, had never been to London before and EVERYONE was driving on the WRONG side of the road -- so I could figure out how to get to your place. Probably shouldn't mention the petrol station and fur coat incident either . . . *cough*
I seem to have picked up your cough . . .
Re: pouts
Date: 8 June 2004 22:49 (UTC)September sounds good. I just need to check on dates because I have a wedding to go to in September. I think it's the 18th, but it may be the 25th. I'll let you know when I get back to Blighty (will shortly be leaving for the airport).
No, I never missed the 'chips'. I think you mean crisps as we call chips what you call French fries. But the food was there for you to eat, so it's not really stealing. *g*
Yeah, the flu was a bummer. Oh, and I saw she-who-must-not-be-named last night and mentioned you might be coming. She'd love to see you, although picking you and Monica up from the airport might not be such a good idea...
Grrr, fur coat, grrr. Still angry at that one. ;)
Gotta dash.