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A stage production of Dirty Dancing is coming to the West End in October. HOW did I not know this before now? I'm all squeeful! Strangely enough a month later Patrick Swayse is coming to the West End stage, unfortunately not to reprise his role, but in Guys and Dolls, might be the time for me to finally get around to seeing it;)

I think I know what was with all the cops yesterday. There was apparently, compelling intelligence that a terror attempt was imminent, they arrested the dudes this morning. 

Well summer arrived today, about bloody time. The boys and I (M and my CEO) had our usual pub lunch but sat in the garden, which was very pleasant. That's all I have to say about that. 

I bought the Evening Standard today which I do but rarely because they may be standard by name but they certainly don't keep to high ones any more. Their quote of the week made me giggle though. Our esteemed mayor, Mr. Livingstone; Ken, who since being elected has hidden his policy of steadily inflating public transport fares behind a facade of environmental concern, apparently said, "If you have spent all your life growing up in England the idea of global warming sounds quite attractive". Whilst this is true, it must be filed away in the 'Running Your Mouth Without Thought' section of the 'Verbal Political Blunders' archive, perhaps not quite as bad as his infamous Concentration Camp remark, but a bit stupid all the same. Incidentally, if you had spent the last 7 months in England you would be a firm supporter of the term 'Climate Change' over 'Global Warming', for warm up, it didn't, we loose again.

 

I have been invited to a party tomorrow night. The girl who lives in the flat half a flight of stairs down from me is having a big bunch of friends over. I really want to go, but I won’t know any one apart from her and I’m afraid of being a wall flower. On the other hand she is the friendly type so perhaps her chums will be too.  She has a wicked terrace that looks over the muse and can accommodate about thirty people. I might go for half an hour.  

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I can't concentrate one any single task, it's driving me up the wall! I want to actually finish something!

Ah yes, I remember what I was going to talk about this evening: Parking.

I live just outside the Congestion Charge zone and in a street that is either residents parking only or metered parking at £1 for 25 minutes. All fine, if it were a free for all, it'd just be a mess and a nightmare for residents. I don't keep my car in the city, I tend to walk everywhere and if I do need to go somewhere that's further than a 30 minute walk I get the bus. My car currently lives at my parent’s house and since my Dad's car died about 2 years ago, I have more or less shared it with him. Tomorrow he is coming to visit me and driving the car up because he is (finally) going to put my shelves up for me and needs to bring his tools with him. So earlier in the week I rang up Westminster City Council to arrange for either a temporary residents permit or a guests permit. Apparently no such thing exists. So, said I, how do I get a resident's permit? This is a list of the things I would need:

1. Two utility bills with my name and address on them
2. The title deeds to my property/tenancy agreement
3. My driving licence - registered to the same address
4. My vehicle registration papers - registered to the same address
5. £110
6. To keep my car permanently in London, on the street

Now I am a good girl and I do as Ken tells me by not driving my car in the City and take his buses and (if i have to) his tubes with their over-inflated fares and I am punished for it. My poor car will spend the day garaged at an NCP at a cost of £30 and the night in a metered spot that doesn't charge over night. Either my Dad or I will have to get up at 8.30am on Sunday to move it back to the NCP. Grrrrr, Ken. 

Anyway, assuming that Dad makes it here without incident and isn't a totally miserable git, it should be a good weekend. We're going to go for dinner in Soho although I haven't decided which restaurant and then he can choose what ever he wants to do on Sunday, although knowing him, he'll probably just make his excuses and leave early after lunch. 

I'm booking his birthday present tomorrow, a plane ticket to Beijing! I'm so excited about it. I have arranged holiday with our boss and that week is a national holiday in China so my brother and his girlfriend will have the whole week to show him around. Apparently Betty is already planning what she is going to cook (she's Vietnamese and her cooking is to die for). My only concern is that he will work himself so hard up to the date he leaves that he will just spend the entire week exhausted, worrying about how things are going back here with work and all. The work package that has kept him busy for the last 7 weeks is being demoed by me to the shareholders during the week that he is away. I'm wondering if I can convince everyone not to tell him about it so that he doesn't fret. Ah well, that's why I'm buying the ticket without telling him, so that he has no choice but to go. 

My rather iffy muse has deserted me this evening. I had such a clear idea of what I wanted to write for prompt 7 of the RT_Challenge and I just can't put it into words. I have pages of notes and nothing is working for me:(

So bird flu has made it to the UK. Woo-bloody-hoo, and the government are urging calm, where are the panicking masses? It's just the government way of saying 'There, there. You need us, we'll look after you. Don't you plebs worry your pretty little heads about it.' Well guess what Tony? No one is overly concerned. Almost every person who had died from bird flu (all 120 odd of them) practically cuddled chickens for a living.  They started their scare-mongering, what, a year ago? There hasn't even been a mass bird death let alone signs of virus mutation so that it can be transmitted from human to human. In any case the government can't be all that concerned if it took them a week to respond to a dead swan. 

 

My muse just came a knocking, so I’m going to wrap this up and post……quickly.



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