This sort of thing always happens when we go to Wetherspoons...
Yay! The weekend's looming - and it's a busy one ahead. Tonight, Madam Arcati and I will be meeting in our local Wetherspoons for something to eat and then heading off to the lofty environs of "Ally Pally" (Alexandra Palace) for the BBC's Friday Night is Music Night tribute concert for Dame Julie Andrews, tomorrow it is The Last Night of the Proms on telly (so I need to dig the Union Jacks out!), and on Sunday we're off to the dinky Park Theatre for An Evening With Julian Clary!
I'll need a day off after all that excitement.
Meanwhile, let's get the party started - French House style - and Thank Disco It's Friday!
Oh, mon amour, laisse to toucher
Caresser ta peau
Sa me fait rever
Danser sur des rythmes qui nous font vibrer
Je t'aime pour toujour et sa tu le sais
Apparently.
Have a great weekend, dear reader!
It sounds like a fabulous weekend, Hope and Glory sweetie.
ReplyDelete"Almost religiously, Pats." Jx
DeleteIt sounds like you’ve got a great weekend in store. And your workday is more than half finished!
ReplyDeleteHoorah! Can't wait to stick the laptop away in its cupboard and get on with the fun stuff! Jx
DeleteI once lost a shoe in Weatherspoons, The Prior John in Bridlington, it got stuck to the carpet.
ReplyDeleteHello, dear - long time, no see! Yes, the infamous "sticky floors of Wetherspoons" were much in evidence in Wood Green, too. Alongside the druggies, mad old people, Eastern Europeans of dubious income and all-day drinkers it usually attracts. The joys of North London! Jx
DeleteLove this track and have not heard it for ages
ReplyDeleteeverything sounds better in French.
Ooh-la-la! D'accord... Jx
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