I'm off to Manchester for a hen weekend on Friday night. This has been the source of much amusement amongst my close relatives viz;
"Hens? - old boilers you mean!"
"Manchester? What happened to Prauge, Barcelona, glamour style? - Oh I forgot you're going."
etc etc etc ....you get the general picture.
Well listen up, it's not for nothing that Manchester is the definitive and original WAG central, even I shall probably come back with hair extensions and a spray tan. We are booked for a SPA PACKAGE at a rather nice central hotel, I shall be generally scrubbed and buffed into submission, get thoroughly pissed and stagger back south on a train on Sunday night - hurrah for not having to get into an office on Monday morning, although, in other breaking news, I've joined the gym across the road. Working at home also just means staggering downstairs and sitting infront of a computer all day, so if I'm not going to end up the size of a small mamoth alternative exercise to the office stairs has to be instigated. And I'm booked in for my assessment and induction for 2 hours from 9am Monday morning...oh well!
I'm not entirley sure if I have "V" envy or not - nobody really really grabs me, and I bet you Amy Winehouse doesn't show up!
Followers
Listening to/reading/watching
- Spooks, Heroes and Little Dorrit
- The Ascent of Money
- Fountains of Wayne, Dusty Springfield, Nickleback, Talking Heads
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
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5 comments:
Gym across the road. How very convenient. You'll look like Posh Spice in no time.
It's a truly terrifying thought isn't it!
I think Sporty looks best.
Well, After all that henning, I hope you feel better soon, and yes it really is Sunday morning!
Manchesterford is indeed becoming a centre of excellence for such shenanigans!
Hey lady, not only looks best but sings best.
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