What I did with my weekend

[mrph]

Well, that certainly didn't go according to plan.

Friday night turned into a small-scale panic over gigs, Whitby, family and a dying Playstation2. Not really ideal, and best forgotten. I did try to go out and have a quiet drink with friends... but we didn't quite manage to meet up, and I was rather short on money anyway, so I had a quiet pint and wandered home again.

Saturday was better. I woke up early and made it into Browns for breakfast (which is always nice :), then wandered around town for a few hours. There was also a brief trip to Birmingham to buy a couple more Whitby tickets from one of the Tainted crew...

Saturday night was... confused. First, I was going to stay in and be good. Then Ant phoned and attempted to press-gang me into going to his housewarming. Somehow, that conversation ended up with me deciding to go to WF for a pint at Matt's (latest) leaving do, then gathering as many folks as I could and getting a taxi to the party.

What actually happened was that I got to the pub only to find Dave (no, not that Dave :) there, who told me I was a bit early and that people weren't there yet. This confused me, as he doesn't know Matt & co. Then the cogs slowly turned, and I remembered that this was the weekend that Alex & Sue were down from Scotland. So I spent the evening in WF with them, Dave & Judes and Doktor Pete, seeing not-very-much of Matt, and never quite making it to that party.

Sunday was.. tranquil. Lunch at Browns with Alex & Sue + mob, followed by a quiet wander 'round the new cathedral excavations (which are very nice) and my yearly ascent of the cathedral spire. It's now traditional, and it is a very nice view of the city.