Thursday 27th March

Started the day being lazy, doing some artwork at home. It did thunder though and started hailing so i’m glad I did. Mary rang at lunchtime and said that Habib (one of the students at the art school) was having an exhibition of his work so I wandered over to the art school to meet them. It was actually his examination blanc, which is a practice exam to help the students get ready for the proper one. There were men in suits, a lady who Grace said later had been slating Habibs work big time, and he had to talk in front of about 40 people - scary. After that we went back to the studio and spent the next hour just talking, and eating chocolate and then we parted ways to go and get ready. We were meeting Quentin (aka Mika look-a-like) and some of his friends and going for a japanese meal. We met them at what was supposed to be 7.30 but turned out to be 8.45 out side the irish pub - Mika (we have decided that Mika is much better than Quentin), Charlie (who comes form Corsica) and another guy who I can’t remember the name of - oops. It was a good night. We went to the same Japanese as last time and had the same waiter who definitely remembered us enggliish girls. They all got slightly tipsy on some wine, but my tooth had started hurting again and I took some paracetamol instead. We all had a very disgusting shot of something at the end though. And they came in special glasses where when there is liquid in the glass you can see a picture of a naked man or woman on the bottom, and when the drink is gone so are they. It cause some hilarity - is that even a word? After eating we headed back to the irish pub and managed to cause some mayhem. Somehow Grace learnt to say ‘I want your body’ in french - I think t was Mikas doing, and Mary dared her to say it to the waiter. So when he came over to order some drinks he said ‘What would you like’, Grace replied ‘I want your body’. I was very funny to watch. Then he said he would give it to her for a price but none of us heard what the price was. It was either €5, €50 or €5000. Anyway it was good. Mika found some more friends in the pub and they insisted we went Emporium Galorium so we said, OK, but only for a bit. On the way Grace and Liz managed to trip over a step and both fell into a shop doorway - oh dear. Emporium is a pub with a dance room downstairs. It is really dark with red seats, wooded tables and mosaic tiled ledges. It has the kind of light that makes you want to fall asleep. They was also no-one in there apart from a really cocky french man who kept making fun of Graces french accent so we said goodbye to Mika and Charlie (the other friend had already gone) and went back to Graces for some tea. Then we all parted ways again to go to sleep.