Bank Holiday Fun

YES I CAN GET ON SCHEDULE finally.

Today was of course, the early May Bank Holiday.  Well known for mediocre weather and, uh... the banks being closed, and I am not ashamed to say I have done very little today at all.  Most of the Bank Holiday fun was based on last night.  In fact, 24 hours ago I was almost completely trashed on ale, dancing my life away with a woman I'd never met (and never learned the name of), so today has been the recovery day...

Actually, it's been a long, loooooooong weekend.  Friday was a 24 hour ride of insanity, Saturday found me paralysed by my hangover, and then Sunday culminated in the beer festival in Cubert.  I have drank a lot of booze over the past three days, and I do not regret one single drop.

It's been a really decent day, actually.  It's been warmer than it has been sunnier, but that's no shame in itself.  As I said, I have literally done... nothing.  Sat around, stumbled in and out of the house on short trips for food and SOYA MILK that's right I've turned to the dark side now I'm like full-on lactose intolerant and have had quite enough of feeling ill...but let's not dwell on this after all because this is supposed to be about how much FUN I've been having!  I have actually found it less than easy wandering about town having danced danced DANCED the night away the the Cubert beer festival!  This was an amazingly brilliant evening culminated for me in the arrival for a live Ska band at about half past nine.  By this time, I was pretty hashed anyway, some maybe 4 or 5 pints into the night... I've written about live Ska before, and even when I think about the 100 hours I put into the Ska arrangement of Zadok the Priest for Music Tech a-level it still reminds me of that indescribably excellent sensation.  I don't care that I technically shouldn't dance because it's bad for my already heavily taxed joints but the hell with it I don't give a damn shit because I enjoy myself so much.  It's like, I don't need to think about anything else.  I got torn away from the front of the skank pit after about an hour where I had attracted the attention of fine looking young lady, primarily because of my insane dancing skills.  And maybe even my hat.  I know that Streetlight Manifesto are on their way to Bristol at the end of May...and I just can't afford to see them!  My heart, she is broken.

Lots of great beer, decent food, great dancing.  Sounds perfect.  I possibly don't need much else in my life.

We got back to Truro, in time for the gay karaoke, or 'garaoke', as it were, where of course I rolled out the family-friendly party special of 'Take on Me' by A-ha, which I learned off by heart from the Reel Big Fish cover, funnily enough...

The Bank holiday today has been a fine rest from everything.  We even got the night off from evensong (time off for good behaviour, my favourite time), so I've actually spent most of today here, in the living room in the Scholary.  I wrote yesterday's post, ate copiously, drank a lot of hot vinegar (my voice is pretty knackered after the weekend!), and watched a load of films!  I've finally watched Iron Man 2, and saw Michael Bay's Armageddon again.  Say what you like, but I will always see Chaplin whenever I look at Robert Downey Jr.  It's been a very long time since I've seen Chaplin, but it stays with me to this very day.  

It's time for bed now, after a long long weekend.  I should have spent a great deal of time cleaning up but... Life's too short, right?


That's all.  For now.