Bank holiday weekend, part uno

Please indulge me by allowing me to tell you about my packed weekend. They are few and far between in my life so I want to share it with you. Settle in, this could take a while.

I'd booked a long weekend off work, partly because I knew there'd be some plans and partly because I have days to use by the end of September. Still have some left.

Friday I was meant to go to Edinburgh to catch something at the festival but that turned in to Saturday, which is quite lucky come to think of it because Friday was spent in town trying to find a top to wear to the party on Saturday night (more on this later). I parked the car outside the centre with a 2 hour parking limit. This was deliberate! I wandered around the shops. The usual places. Trying to decide which top would go best with a skirt i'd had hanging in my wardrobe since i bought it in the Warehouse sale 2 years ago. The sale ticket was still attached. After visiting nearly all acceptable shops in town i decided to get something to eat and mull over my options. With a full belly and a clearer head i started off in New Look. Bought a top for work. Deviation. That was a deviation from the plan and i had approximately 38 minutes left on my parking ticket.

Next stop was Zara. Ooh hello lovely red trousers. Distraction. I was being distracted by my love of all trousers bright, and as yet i don't have a pair of red trousers in my rainbow collection. Buy me some, somebody! Anyway, i headed into the changing room with two variations of red trews and two cream coloured tops. The first one was nice. Really sat nice with my jeans actually (I may buy this later). The second top was just right. I could hear the tick tock of the clock on that parking ticket and i was NOT going to get a late ticket! I had 12 minutes to pay for the top and get to the car. The red trousers went back on the rail. Til another day.

I got back to the car, then headed to Tesco for some baking supplies and then homewards. Next up was spin class. This really is my favourite one. I've been trying to find s decent bike. You know, one that doesn't squeak, one that holds my bikes shoes securely in the pedals and one that the gear isn't too easy. I think i found it!

After spin it was home to a shower, hair wash and some dinner. I straightened my hair then curled it again with the straighteners. I know, i know i have curly hair but i have tight ringlet curls at the front of my hair and big wavy ones at the back. The straighten/curl method gives a more uniform messy cool look that i like, so that's what i did. Next it was nails. I opted for Butter London's All About McQueen. A dark nude shade with lots of gold shimmer. Subtle and lovely. I was pleased.

its a bit dark in this picture

Saturday i woke early. Today i had plans. For the first time in a long while i actually had Saturday plans. I trained it to Edinburgh at 12 and hoped the rain stayed off. It did. On arrival i ad to find the EdFringe box office and buy a ticket for Mr Neil Fox's Great Brain Robbery. Check out the story of EdFringe via The Brains' tumblr HERE. After standing in an endless queue that seemed to get bigger as it did smaller, i think it was about 35 minutes, i had my ticket. With only enough time for a quick cuppa i set off to find the venue. It was tricksy. My battery was at 45%, plus the 3G signal was shocking for a capital city. Honestly. Sort it out mobile phone operators! Google maps helped.

I arrived at the venue but headed for a cuppa first. I had 20 minutes before curtain up. I had too. My stomach was grumbling so much. Tea and a cupcake. That would hold me til i got home for my dinner later. As I waited in line a familiar face arrived in the form of Mark and two of his friends. We waited in line and then were shown into the venue through a series of doors and darkened narrow corridors. I likened it to a theme park ride in Florida. Where you stand in a queue but yet it's unlike a queue it's actually part of the ride. If you've been you'll know what i mean. The venues was The Caves. And inside to room was dark, vaulted low ceiling and about 30 chairs for the audience to sit on. The actors were already on stage, ready for their start. And start they did. It was an hour of laughs, wigs, songs, decent Scottish accents (for a Southerner) and fun. It was non stop. I don't know how they did it/do it. Afterwards we had quick drinks and catching up in the bar and i headed off to catch the train back home for that nights celebrations. It was good to see Twitter friends and i'm so glad I saw Neil & Co's show. Well done them!

Heading home on the train my battery ran out. Grrrr. That was all that trying to get a signal in the middle of a capital city business. It was kinda liberating. Gave me a chance to think about stuff. People. Places. What's important. The usual stuff really. I arrived home at 6 and was due to leave for the party at 7.15. That didn't happen. It was gone 8 when Dad and I drove over to the venue. A girl has to get ready you know! If i do say so my outfit was lovely. The skirt and top were a really good match and my shoes were ace! The party was busy when we arrived. Oh, I should've said. This was the party of Brian, my wee cousin. He was 30 last week but the big news is that he's off travelling for a year. He leaves on Monday! Eek, i'll miss him. Anyway, it was mobbed. Family, friends, work colleagues old and new, he had a great turnout. It was gone 30 minutes past midnight when i finally gave in and came home. Afterall I was to be up early the next day for another day out.... to be continued.

Angela x


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