We're what, a full forty four hours past that fateful moment when I first met up with Lebowski, Beeker, Paul, Will and Sophie, and I am STILL suffering.
Certainly I'm not as poorly as I was yesterday, but there's definitely some toxins still floating around in my system. Comfort food has been the major focus of today, now that I can actually stomach more than half a field mushroom. And mentally I'm still recovering from the nightmare that was my trip home. The Heathrow Express is fabulous, but needs beds for those foolish enough to travel hungover.
Despite that, I had a fabulous time in London, thank you so much guys. It was an absolute pleasure to meet you all and, moreso, share some special moments over calves heart. I can highly recommend St John in Spitalfield, if you've never been.
And my virgin visit to Coffee Morning was enjoyable too if a little overwhelming what with the crowd and all. Russell is a popular man, but extremely welcoming.
Well done for keeping up Angus, I know the topics were high brow.
Was fun.
Posted by: Paul H. Colman | January 29, 2007 at 03:30 AM
Angus,
Cheers for Friday - it was good fun. I think the Baileys + Sambuca mixed shots were my downfall.
Posted by: Will | January 29, 2007 at 07:44 AM
It is a bit overwhelming isn't it? I might stop going. Glad it was OK. Thanks for coming. Hope to see you again.
Posted by: russell | January 29, 2007 at 08:42 AM
How many people were there this week?
Posted by: Amelia | January 29, 2007 at 09:37 AM
Paul, we both know I struggled for a while, but regrouped towards the end - thanks for being so nice about it.
Will, I had completely forgotten about them, which confirms that tequila was the culprit.
Russell, if you stop going I'm not sure where we'll see each other again - hang in there, and I'll certainly come again. Thanks for creating it, it is a good thing.
Amelia, at a guess there were about fifteen...?
Posted by: Angus Whines | January 29, 2007 at 08:10 PM