Ever have a month that you seem to blink and you've missed it? August has been just like that. Perhaps it was that there are so many event's on and parties and celebrations along with Pride's and the nicer weather usually meaning that you want to be outside motre.
But August was odd in many a way. Firstly I caught a bug. I had thought it was the Norovirus (the vomitting bug) that often goes around cruise ships. But the symptons, while similar, only lasted for 24 hours. Waking with naseau and then without reason unable to stop vomiting for much of the morning before converting itself into a stomach bug that had you in and out of the bathroom for the rest of the day. 48 hours later it was all over, but and I felt normal, aside from the fact that not being able to eat my body was weak and the plans to go to Brighton for their annual pride were washed aside and a duvet day on the sofa was more than called for.
The following week Stuart and Iannis were due to come for dinner. Ocado had delivered all of the food that was needed to make a fabulous meal. Well blow me down if the same bug didn't hit me again on the Saturday morning. 24 hours again. While, my day was a write off and I really couldn't do much else other than lie in bed for the first day due to the nausea, I do believe you have to always look on the brightside. As Neil Sexton say's on the radio you have try and live POO. Always have a Positive Optomistic Outlook. So my silver lining was that somehow I lost nearly 7 lbs while having the bug.
When this past Monday, I did my weekly weigh in the scale recorded just under 83 Kilos. In Janurary after the Christmas & New Year break I weighed 93 Kilos', so have finally hit the 10 Kilo weight loss mark. My target was 10% of my body weight in the year and 9.3 Kilos takes me there. For those of you not in metric thats 22 lbs or 1 stone 8 Pounds. I have to say I love Imperial measures. My American friends have no idea how much is a stone, or a Kilometer or how much is a British Pint. It is rather odd though that their pints are different fro ours and they buy Ice Cream in Gallons. We used to buy petrol in it.
Thursday evening I arranged to meet Neil Sexton in Soho for a drink and a catch up. His a true friend, honest and caring and I'm still often amazed how one can go from being a listener of a radio station to close friend of the presenter. We met in the Village and had a couple of drinks as the rain poured down outside. Ten minutes after we arrived Gay Dave's boyfriend turned around and happend to be sittig on the table next to us (Kari). He said hello and moments later, Gay Dave was there. (Gay Dave is my friend from work. I have to call him something to differentiate from the other Dave's I know. We have BA Dave,AKA Davie Dong, Hairy David, Big David, and now Gay Dave. His not even camp, but I only give nicknames to the people I love. (I'm wondering why Linda at work call's me Doris?). We said hello and they lef not long after as Neil and I made our way up to a Japanesse canteen for some dinner. I always think its a sign that the food will be particuarly good when all of the staff and half of the customers are Japaneese.
Friday evening saw Richard and Mark (the Leather Queens), host their annual Cheese & Wine party at their home. This year they hired "Butlers in the buff" and three waiters were on hand wearing nothing but Bow Tie, Collar, Cuffs and an apron. Very Kinky. The lovely Floren was particuarly friendly and rather cute too boot. They ensured our glasses were never empty for too long. It was nice to see some of the gang all together again, Chris & Fillipe, Stuart & Iannis, lots of the girls from Richard's hospital (His a nurse), whom I see at all these events, at the Annual Ascot day etc but am terrible at remembering their names. I went outside and there was this young lad who introduced himself as Johnie and I recognised him. He used to come to Molton Brown Gentlemans Evenings I hosted. The lovely Johnie Boy. Was good to see him again.
Saturday I vegged all day and then in the evning had arranged a work friend, Helen (H)and her husband Graham (G), whom i'd never met before. We made a booking at a restaurant close to me in Greenwhich and arranged to meet at Greenwhich pier as they would take the clipper from London Bridge. The Rivington Grill is a new(ish) restaurant and part of La Caprice chain, owners of The Ivy. Was a very nice meal and good service and by meals end was utterly stuffed and far from ready to go out. Thankfully Stuart had postponed XXL and I came home to crash. On such a full stomach I was far from in the mood for dancing.
Today is August Bank Holiday, the weather is wet-ish and it seems a good month since Summer left and the rain hit us, still it was all looking dead and dry and we did have a nice long summer from May - July. I will miss the heat as the official start of Autumn kicks in but what can you do? Book a trip to gran Canaria maybe? Happy Bank Holiday.
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