A night in the Loft
Jul. 4th, 2009 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhionnachI didn't go to the Cocktails session planned for teatime today. I think I had more than enough alcohol last night at my team night out. I think my liver needs time to recover. :-)
As a team incentive prize we were given a night out in the Loft in Ashton Lane, in a private room with food and unlimited booze. We had the doors open to the balcony where we could watch the nightlife pass by in the lane. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashton_Lane The tennis was on huge screens in the main bar and was put on the TV in our room as well. I gather Andy Murray lost so there is no need for Monty Python to re-write their tennis-playing aliens sketch just yet.
After the food there was karaoke (oh dear gods!) so I spent rather a long time on the balcony while trying to ignore the racket behind me. I ended up singing, however, after far too much alcohol had been consumed. ("Blue Monday" by New Order, if you must know.) Oh dear, the shame of it!
I bumped into someone I used to work with but I don't recall much of the conversation. On my way home I waylaid an innocent SF fan at the bus stop to tell him that Trout was on next week. Then I got the bus home, stopping off to pick up some pakora from the take away in Battlefield Road before getting into the flat. I did go online last night but manage to refrain from much pisht posting, probably due to the pakora.
I slept late this morning. I don't feel too bad at all but I think my liver will thank me for a bit of a rest.
As a team incentive prize we were given a night out in the Loft in Ashton Lane, in a private room with food and unlimited booze. We had the doors open to the balcony where we could watch the nightlife pass by in the lane. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashton_Lane The tennis was on huge screens in the main bar and was put on the TV in our room as well. I gather Andy Murray lost so there is no need for Monty Python to re-write their tennis-playing aliens sketch just yet.
After the food there was karaoke (oh dear gods!) so I spent rather a long time on the balcony while trying to ignore the racket behind me. I ended up singing, however, after far too much alcohol had been consumed. ("Blue Monday" by New Order, if you must know.) Oh dear, the shame of it!
I bumped into someone I used to work with but I don't recall much of the conversation. On my way home I waylaid an innocent SF fan at the bus stop to tell him that Trout was on next week. Then I got the bus home, stopping off to pick up some pakora from the take away in Battlefield Road before getting into the flat. I did go online last night but manage to refrain from much pisht posting, probably due to the pakora.
I slept late this morning. I don't feel too bad at all but I think my liver will thank me for a bit of a rest.