I've had a couple of days of shopping for the “House-Cooling” party on Saturday. It's always fun getting everything ready for these events, but the shopping is my least favourite bit.
So, it was off to Macro for Beer, Wine, Soft Drinks and the all-important Smirnoffice. Then today, I shopped at the veg shop in Stanley, buying some interesting fruits like the Sharon fruit and the Dragon Fruit to go in the fruit salad. I went up to Heron to get their special chicken breasts, made from chicken that has not been fed antibiotics. Last, I went to Kwiksave, to avoid the queues in ASDA and got most of the rest of the stuff.
I will admit to popping into Greggs to order some stuff for tomorrow. Not only their excellent christmas muffins, but caramel doughnuts, stotties for the open sarnies and last but not least - cheese pasties, mainly for Jason who has not ever had any before.
Yes, you heard me, he has never had a Greggs Cheese Pasty before in his whole life. Hard to believe. It is a wrong that will be righted on Saturday night.
One nice story from today took place at the checkout, leaving Kwiksave. A new till opened up, and I could have grabbed first place at it, but I kindly beckoned the ladies from the other queue over, as they had been waiting longer than me.
They were almost overcome with gratitude and told me that I was one of the world's last gentlemen. As they left, they told me I had made their day. I felt almost guilty, moments later, as I held my gun to their trembling heads and demanded their pensions.
One final thought is the smoky gauntlet which has to be traversed each time anyone leaves or enters a shop or office building. It's like a nasty stinky hello and good bye from so many places these days.
Another triumph of the smoke free environment.
For those of you who are making the effort to travel to Durham on Saturday - I look forward to seeing you all very much. It should be an excellent night.
There's no-one more sanctimonious than a reformed smoker, eh Andy? :-)
Posted by: Frank | December 02, 2005 at 06:13 PM
Wow, fantastic, are they the party bags for the end of the party. I can't wait, must be hell of a big cake.
Posted by: Rebecca | December 02, 2005 at 10:03 PM
You must forgive my wife, she is always presuming.
Dont worry Andy, I in fact am quite aware that a gentleman such as yourself would NEVER supply the party bags in a plastic carrier.
I am expecting my party bag to be stored in nothing less than a Valextra "Diplomatico"
Posted by: Ian | December 02, 2005 at 10:18 PM
I hope there's some Lard for Jason!
Posted by: Frank | December 02, 2005 at 10:30 PM
Oh yes, we have lard aplenty, and beetroot salad and muffins and cheese pasties and....
....well, I'll not spoil it, but if you go hoem hungry it will be pretty much your own fault.
As for party bags - what can I say? I hav nicer things than that to entertain you with.
No party hats, either.
But hey, bring your hand-help percussion!
Posted by: AndyC | December 02, 2005 at 11:55 PM
Hand-HELD percussion...
Posted by: AndyC | December 02, 2005 at 11:56 PM
Frank - I am a non-practicing smoker, at best.
I jsut think it's funny that the measures brought in to rid places of smoke have ended up having the oposite effect.
Posted by: AndyC | December 02, 2005 at 11:58 PM
Surely it's okay just to 'practice' smoking, as long as it's not proper smoking? I'm sure I've read that's safe.
Posted by: Jason | December 03, 2005 at 12:55 PM
Have a great time all!
Posted by: Cal | December 03, 2005 at 01:32 PM
Hey Cal - come on over!
Posted by: AndyC | December 03, 2005 at 03:58 PM
Dammit - my invitation arrived just too late....*sigh*
Posted by: Cal | December 04, 2005 at 07:50 PM
It was a great night. Thanks for all your efforts and hospitality Andy & Liz. Hope you are feeling better Liz. The soup was the real deal...loved it. Just needs a good logo now I guess.
Posted by: Tim the Enchanter | December 04, 2005 at 11:19 PM
Yes great night, and just about the most fun I have ever had with a leaky bottom while surrounded by scurvy, plinny tube problems and other wonderful ailments.
It was like a medical holiday camp, only with doughnuts.
Posted by: Ian | December 04, 2005 at 11:59 PM