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Supermarket news [Dec. 13th, 2004|01:12 pm]
Listen in, listen Ian!
The Morrisons hot chicken counter now sells something called "Spicy Chicken Wings of Fire". I haven't tried them because a) they didn't actually look real and b) I'm not really keen on food so hot as to be described as "of fire". It sounds like a good circus act though doesn't it. I'd definitely go to a circus1 that advertised "Spicy Chicken Wings of Fire" as an attraction.

Anyway, this weekend I went down to That London. Minor annoyances on the way down included a delay, and the airline staff being reluctant to give out information even when asked for it after the announced 20 minute delay had been and gone. Followed by being parked on the tarmac at Heathrow for 20 minutes, and the pilot describing a delay of nearly an hour(on a flight scheduled to take an hour) as "minor". Grr. I hate all those insincere apologies. You don't give a toss if it's inconvenienced me or not really, do you?

Having finally arrived and booked into my swanky hotel in fashionable Bayswater I headed for the Coronet on Holloway road for the NOTBBC meet, where I saw flamingkitties, jennyh, zagreb2, doughnutdiary, nudejournal and sundry other people whose online presence isn't in our lovely gated internet comunity. From there, at about closing time I caught a bus to pipistrellus's where I saw nudejournal again, along with pageantmalarkey, amuchmoreexotic, strictlytrue and Havar, whose name might contain some of those Scandinavian vowels I can never be bothered to work out how to type. Sorry. I was there until stupid o'clock when I paid someone in an alleged taxi £20 to drive me back to the hotel, which he did. I got into my room, put the telly on and was promptly informed via the medium of banging on the wall that I'd woken the person in the next door room. Whoops.

Sunday, I wandered around Charing Cross Road/Covent Garden a bit and then got the tube to meet up with eyekiller who took me to see Muswell Hill and Alexandra Palace to imagine what the view might have been like if it weren't foggy. It was a very good view that I imagined, but I didn't realise there were all those dragons flying through the air above central London. We then went and ate, and watched the football in O'Neills. Sombody was in there who may or may not have been Chris Moyles, so I smashed him in the face with a shovel just in case it was him. Oh, I saw the controversial Gaudi shop too.

Then I went home, and I've already complained about the airport on the way back. But Hooray! for the weekend.

1Except I wouldn't, because all circuses ever are rubbish. Yes they are.

This lunchtime, I've found out from cob_web that you can text '*jinglebells#' to a landline, and it plays Jingle Bells to you. That's brilliant.

From: besskeloid
2004-12-13 01:39 pm (UTC)
all circuses ever are rubbish. Yes they are.

As Steve Aylett wrote in 'Bigot Hall', "The most amusing thing about a pantomime horse is the necessity of having to shoot it twice."
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[User Picture]From: brigbother
2004-12-13 01:52 pm (UTC)
"Spicy Chicken Wings of Fire" would have made a great title for a challenge on Banzai.
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[User Picture]From: miss_newham
2004-12-13 02:38 pm (UTC)
Doh, I missed you by minutes at the party!
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[User Picture]From: ruudboy
2004-12-13 03:00 pm (UTC)

Some people go to bed very early don't they? I thought everyone in London stayed awake for 24 hours, and 48 hours at the weekend?
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From: kennedybak
2004-12-13 03:23 pm (UTC)
Sorry I didn't reply to your text, I was out of credit and indeed all forms of money, which is why I didn't attend. Good to see you paid a trip to the Heart of North London.
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From: (Anonymous)
2004-12-13 04:23 pm (UTC)
Ahhhhhh! Jeremy Phillips would have bought you a pint!

JudyHuxtable xxx
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