Monday 31st March

Ha, didn’t realised the clocks had gone forward till this afternoon. Grace rang to ask if I wanted to come over for wine and cheese and a film and luckily she said in an hour. If she had said a time I would have turned up very late. After we had eaten nearly all the cheese (I bought some Port Salut), bread and grapes, I looked at my watch and said, ‘wow its nearly 4 o’clock’. Turns out it was actually nearly 5. We then watched ‘The Wedding Crashers’ and drank more of the wine which, although we had eating lots of bread, seemed to go to our heads very quickly. I didn’t feel drunk, just very tired when we left Grace’s. The streets on Mondays at this time look really messy. It is rubbish day so all the shops, flats, every building puts their rubbish on the street. Piles of it, its like walking through a dump in some streets, especially if they are narrow. Back at home I washed up my breakfast stuff and managed to drop it on the floor - luckily nothing broke, and then tried to wake up my brain by doing sudoku. At 8.30 I received a text from Liz seeing if I wanted to join her and Mary at the irish pub for a drink, so at 9.30 I trundled down there. There was about 8 people including us in the pub and all three of us decided to drink soft drinks and not alcohol! Then just as I was telling them I might get Mum to bring a guitar to france so I could learn during all my free time, a man walked with a guitar - freaky, and started to play and sing while sitting at the bar, not facing the rest of the pub. A rather strange set-up but he was actually really good, playing Amy Winehouse, Oasis etc. We came up with the conclusion that he was shy. Then at 11pm we all decided we were tired and went home. Ugghhh, my building reeked of fish when I got home. Its really strange because you can always smell what the other flats are cooking. Sometimes it makes you want to go there for supper and other times, like tonight, it definitely does not. Luckily it hasn’t seeped into my room!