On Thursday after work I don’t go to the gym but I go out and meet Elliott and Niles, because this is another Featre Fursday (Theatre Thursday with a London accent).
Featre Fursdays are a long standing tradition between Elliott, Niles, Matty and me, and it’s a night out where we find a deal for dinner and theatre tickets on lastminute.com, and it doesn’t really matter what the dinner is, it matters even less what the theatre is, as long as the whole evening doesn’t cost more than £20.
And on this Thursday it’s only Elliott, Niles and me because Matty has moved to Sydney, and I suppose when I also move to Sydney Featre Fursdays will have to take a break until we’re all back in the same city.
Anyway, we meet up and have dinner in some dive in Covent Garden (burgers? steaks? something like that) and then we walk to the theatre where we watch…no wait, I’m really not going to say what we watch – there are some limits.
In any case, Elliott and Niles are loving it, I’m trying to hide, there’s an empty seat right next to ours in honour of Matty I guess, we eat chocolate biscuits, chocolates and sweets and then suddenly, a short 2.5 hours later we’re set free and we can go home.
It’s 2245 by that point and normally I would start to stress because I need to be home by 2230 on a school night, really, but as Elliott points out, it’s not like I can sleep anyway, so why worry about going to bed.
Then I call Scott as I’m waiting for the tube and I complain because I had a really good time and where am I going to find such good friends in Sydney who are straight AND like to watch ___ The ___ Musical AND like me AND we’ve known each other for years. And the answer is I won’t but that’s OK, because everyone goes traveling / relocating at some point in their lives and then they come back home and all their friends / previous lives are still there.
Then it’s Friday.
I was wondering in my last post what I should wear on Friday because I have to do several activities that don’t go with each other, so in the end I decide to wear:
Jeans from the Gap, yellow espadrilles (as a nod to A Girl’s yellow cardigan), white short sleeved shirt from I don’t remember where, brown cardigan from Junk De Luxe. I also cheat and I take with me a Suede t-shirt so I can change out of the shirt and into that later for the indie night.
And here are a couple more songs that we really. really. like. A "classic" and a newer one. Maybe I'll do this every now and then.