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Sunday, April 17, 2005

Liverpool

I feel tired tonight. After my two nights outing I had a lot to catch up on but only thing I have done today is to watch the two Scottish "skilled Tradesmen" (as they like to be called) lay new tiles on the office floor. I put a bet with them that they will not finish the floor in one day and they said they will. Well they almost finished it except that all the edges are not done. They will have to finish that tomorrow. The excuse was that it was a waste of time to do the edges today because they have to walk on the tiles they had already laid and that will squeeze the adhesive out!

My ex colleague/friend was magificent as a leading lady in the play. She remembered all the lines and sung very well too. After the play we met for a drink and soon be meeting again for a meal.

Last night's dinner dance was in Liverpool. After searching for the place for a long time we parked the car in a car park and walked up to the building which turned out to be a wrong one. It took a veeeeery long walk in high heels and an evening gown to find the correct venue. Every thing was excellent, the place, the meal and the company except the music. Mind you we still managed to dance till closing.

It was great to see all the people and some in particular. Everyone said I looked very beautiful so who am I to argue? I got the full attention and a lot of fuss which I enjoyed very much. Thank you to whom it may concern - keep up the good work....LOL.

As I mentioned to one of the stewards that my car was parked further away she offered to drive me back to it and bring it to the venue. She was very kind as I am sure this was not in her job description. I will never forget her huffing and puffing as she did about 25 point turns to get her car out of the street parking (no power steering) as if she was maneuvering a battle tank instead of a car, bless her. She talked non stop which I had great difficulty in understanding but I nodded to agree whatever it was. After all she was saving me walking a mile after the dance.

Back to work in 8 hours I am afraid...Good night.

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