Saturday, 18 May 2013

Ants & Art....Car(d) Trouble Oh Yeah!

Happy Saturday folks......and Glad Melodiefestivalen Dag! (for my Swedish friends).

I've decided that if I can get through this month without contracting Rickets, Trench Foot or boring old flu, I'll have done well.  I'd like to say I've been sitting out in the sun, eating ice-cream, and watching the world go by in sunglasses but I fear it hasn't happened. Enough now rain!

Last weekend saw my yearly visit from my NY friend.  We drank cocktails at Kiss the Sky, looked round charity/vintage shops, and had lunch in the scrummy Monkeynuts.  Pretty standard really - unfortunately all ruined by the fact I had my debit card skimmed from the the grand total of £633.  If you're reading this card skimmers, I got your description and the details of your car, and 'YOU'RE GOING DOWN'.  Just saying.  Hope you enjoyed your £58 worth of KFC and my cash, you thieving so and sos (who have no food standards I might add).  I would like to swear lots but my Gran reads this!

Despite card trouble, a fun Saturday night was had in Camden.  We tried Joes Bar ( and loved it.  Great R 'n B/Ska (and they even played 51st State by New Model Army) and even greater cocktails which are cheap as chips if you get them before 8 (or was it 9?).  I even faced my fear of midgets (nearly) when the infamous punk midget (normally seen lying in a gutter somewhere in Camden) sat next to us.  To the Roundhouse over the road afterwards, for Adam Ant's 35th anniversary concert.  Tickets sold out months ago and I'd been calling every day for a week to see if any spares came up....they finally did on Thursday afternoon - talk about cutting it fine hubby!  Although we had boring, old people, seated tickets, we managed to sneak into the standing area and got a pretty good view.  Visiting swedish friend who is at least 7ft tall (Joakim & Frida to confirm) had a better view!  Enjoyed the set very much and the two encores.  Top form Mr Ant!

On a very rainy Tuesday, we trekked down to Chelsea Futurespace ( for the Peter Blake Four Decades Private View.  The gallery is a bit hard to find but what a fascinating place!  It's actually a residential building with the entrance hallway opening out into the gallery itself.  Would love to see what the flats are like inside so if anyone who lives there is reading this, please invite us round for tea!  The exhibition itself was nice, Sir Peter turned up, we drank wine, ate snacks and played "now who IS that bloke who looks like Noddy Holder?".

And finally on this wet, grey week in North London, Dear Catastrophe Waitress #7 took place last night.  Something was missing for me last night, unsure what.  Hoping the hideous folk that came this time, don't next time.  Surely they have somewhere more suitable to go?

With that, I'm off to prepare for Eurovision and do some ebaying.  NB:  Only one of these things is true. 

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