Back to the grindstone!!

Yo Yo Yo people!!

Apologies for the short post on friday but time was money! Today is my 1st day back at work and it is proving to be quite testing! I have 253 emails to get through and loads of new and interesting things in my in-tray.

Anyways, The holiday was so much fun. The area we stayed in was called playa del ingles (playa dingles!) It really did not feel that spanish at all, with bars called "The British Bulldog" and "The Jolly Jester" - i hasten to add that we did not frequent these establishments. If i wanted to sit and drink a beer whilst watching peter kay, i would rock up in my living room!!

The hotel we stayed in was very near to a place called "The Yumbo Center" - which is basically a really tacky shopping center but instead of shops, it is just crammed with gay bars. Mainly all british owned so i didnt exactly immerse myself in spanish culture. The bars were pretty good and all the bar staff were very heavy handed with the vodka which has sent my alcohol tolerance to a whole new level.

The one rather bizarre thing about the "Yumbo Center" was the amount of chavvy families, drinking alongside the mincing boys, it was rather disturbing to be sat in a bar at 1.30 in the morning and having a woman sat on the next table with a pint of lager, a ciggie hanging out of her mouth whilst pushing a push chair back and forth. i felt like Kerry Katona's next door neighbour!!

The weather was amazing and i have come back with a lush tan, mainly due to lying round the pool most days, we did attempt to walk to the beach a couple of times and although we did make it, it was a bit too far - sand dunes, flip flops and burning hot sand do not make a good combination!

I did meet some rather lovely boys and had lots of fun with them, i also found myself turning into the biggest bitch ever! i dont know what happened to me or oliver but it was like tourettes! we could not stop ourselves - from the rather amusing sight of a fat girl on a trampoline to the gay boy by the pool who had a face like an evil cartoon dog, if anyone remembers "Dogtanian and the Three Muskehounds", we were sharing a hotel with a gay boy with the cunningly evil face of Cardinal Richelieu!!



I got back to London on thursday night, It was quite lovely to sleep in my own bed, i spent most of friday doing mounds of washing. The rest of the weekend was pretty drunken with a few beers on friday with my mates Pete and Tony, a lil afternoon session with chris, will, dave, charlotte and ruth and then off to richmond for amy's birthday and a bucketload of rose wine!

Yesterday i woke up feeling pretty special but the show must go on and i had a rehearsal to get to. No i am not doing hamlet, cabaret or disney on ice. I had to get to my friend kaz's house in islington to start rehearsing our dance number for pete's 40th birthday party in November. All i can say is that we are dancing to Madonna, there are outfts involved and as Madonna would say "it will blow the roof off the fucker!" After much sweating and aching legs we decided a drink and bingo were in order so off we popped to meet pete and robbie for gay bingo at the tea rooms in Shoreditch. I wish i could describe what happened but its all too random, it involved a naked man putting about 12 dresses on and then ramming a lampshade onto his head and falling into a table of drinks before shouting at the numbers far too quickly - we only lasted one game before schizophrenia set in. i highly recommend it!

Right people, Must get on! Take care of yourselves and i shall be back soon.

ta ta

xx