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I had a much better Halloween weekend than anything I was expecting, considering I'd just finished a week of A+E and had no costume lined up and was tired.
On saturday I woke up late and in honour of Ned's birthday which is this wednesday, went to the pie and mash shop. Apparently it's famous, it's in all the guide books. G. Kelly it's called, and it was the first time since I've lived practically next door to it in three years that I entered it. There was Ned, Nando and Steven from my house, as well as Emily, Papia, Helen and Richard, and also Pat, and our amazing Malaysian friend Wei Yang. We practically overwhelmed the floorspace in the pie shop, and we were also the most ethnically diverse group there. So, pie and mash on a saturday morning? Good idea. Especially if followed by cherry pie and custard. I think I want to try all the other stuff on their menu too, and this will probably take a couple more visits because the menu has about two other things on it, one of which is jellied eels. Mmmm.
And then we went to the pub and sat outside. I LOVED the weather this weekend. London weather has been particularly shit the last couple of weeks, and it was particularly lovely and benign on Saturday. Nando theived some pint glasses and we all went back to ours and sat there for a while white the men from my house drank some Glen Fiddich which Kumar had gifted Ned and while I CARVED MY PUMPKIN.
And THEN, and this is the part I'm most proud of, Helen, Paps and Em and I had barely three hours in which to prepare some pirate garb for the pirate party we'd been invited to. And we hand-sewed everything. In THREE HOURS FLAT. By 'everything' I mean, of course, a couple of bandanas and a paper admiral's hat and five eye patches with skull and crossbones embroidery. Embroidery! Em's crossbones were amazing.
My final costume wasn't as well-planned as last year, but it wasn't too bad considering the time I had so I can't complain. The house we went to was thoroughly decked out - not an inch of ANY space was wasted - in supermarket/Paperchase Halloween gear. I mean it could've been tacky if it weren't so efficiently over-the-top dressed up. They even had Tesco Halloween music, which, to buy that, I mean, you can't fault. And their costumes were amazing too.
Our friend Tara was having a party too that night, so we left early to go to hers. I guess the people there weren't really in costume - and we didn't really know them because Tara's got new people in her house now, non-medics no less.
On saturday I woke up late and in honour of Ned's birthday which is this wednesday, went to the pie and mash shop. Apparently it's famous, it's in all the guide books. G. Kelly it's called, and it was the first time since I've lived practically next door to it in three years that I entered it. There was Ned, Nando and Steven from my house, as well as Emily, Papia, Helen and Richard, and also Pat, and our amazing Malaysian friend Wei Yang. We practically overwhelmed the floorspace in the pie shop, and we were also the most ethnically diverse group there. So, pie and mash on a saturday morning? Good idea. Especially if followed by cherry pie and custard. I think I want to try all the other stuff on their menu too, and this will probably take a couple more visits because the menu has about two other things on it, one of which is jellied eels. Mmmm.
And then we went to the pub and sat outside. I LOVED the weather this weekend. London weather has been particularly shit the last couple of weeks, and it was particularly lovely and benign on Saturday. Nando theived some pint glasses and we all went back to ours and sat there for a while white the men from my house drank some Glen Fiddich which Kumar had gifted Ned and while I CARVED MY PUMPKIN.
And THEN, and this is the part I'm most proud of, Helen, Paps and Em and I had barely three hours in which to prepare some pirate garb for the pirate party we'd been invited to. And we hand-sewed everything. In THREE HOURS FLAT. By 'everything' I mean, of course, a couple of bandanas and a paper admiral's hat and five eye patches with skull and crossbones embroidery. Embroidery! Em's crossbones were amazing.
My final costume wasn't as well-planned as last year, but it wasn't too bad considering the time I had so I can't complain. The house we went to was thoroughly decked out - not an inch of ANY space was wasted - in supermarket/Paperchase Halloween gear. I mean it could've been tacky if it weren't so efficiently over-the-top dressed up. They even had Tesco Halloween music, which, to buy that, I mean, you can't fault. And their costumes were amazing too.
Our friend Tara was having a party too that night, so we left early to go to hers. I guess the people there weren't really in costume - and we didn't really know them because Tara's got new people in her house now, non-medics no less.