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Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
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Technically Rachel

 
Monday, July 21, 2003  
The Parentals
This weekend saw the first expedition by my MoMo and PoPo to Camberwell, London. With a crazy instinct to drive to London from Eccleston, Lancashire, my parents arrived on Thursday evening after a 6 hour journey. Friday saw shopping frolicks out in Richmond, and the evening I shipped them off to see 'Jus' Like That' at the theatre while I said goodbye to Tessa, who's leaving Soho Theatre (Jus' Like That comes reccommended by the way). In her usual whirlwind, my sister (aka Fat Ass) showed up at the bar at 10pm. Saturday was my cousin Richard's wedding - eccentrics all round, a pissed mother and Fat Ass kept trying to make me dance (not something I like to do in broad daylight). This brands me as anti-social. Really I'm just anti-making-a-tit-of-myself.
Note - why are people who don't drink alcohol so much more eccentric that people who do? Weird.
Sunday was a trip to very pretty Greenwich, and a browse around the market and then a trip to the cinema to see 'Hulk' - unanimous vote on this movie was 'big pile of poo'. Sigh. It really was so cruddy I can't even be bothered to review it.
So parentals trundled off this morning at 8am (yes, driving - they'll be in that car till next week!), with no doubt much emptier wallets, and a greater appreciation for northern prices and traffic.

4:14 pm

 
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