The Siege Of Troy Is Back In Business

Sunday, 5^th October

Forgot to take the dongle to the pub tonight, so I can't write my blog live.  Well that's me excuse (sorry I mean my - I am not morphing into Russell Brand) and I'm sticking to it.  In fact the upshot of this was that I had to work on the mastectomy chapter for Cordelia.  In fact I knocked out almost another 2,000 words before my battery died.  I ordered the Thai Green Curry for supper.  What arrived was perfectly edible, but no way a green curry.  It was more like sweet and sour chicken, not hot, and served with peppers and green beans.  I was so let down by my expectations, I had to have sticky toffee pudding after.  Even Troy had a spoonful.

Sparta Park won again tonight, 3 more points and a 5-0 score, without even kicking a ball.  Their opponents rang and cancelled.  That’s not very rock and roll, why not behave like any inconsiderate footballer, and simple fail to show up.  Troy still went along to check out The Dukes, the main opposition, but now Sparta Park are leading the league on goal difference,

Monday, 6^th October

I had a totally manic hour at work today, but hugely productive in a financial sense.  My last patient was Kay, and we went to the Providores for lunch afterwards.  We had an exceptionally good meal, and swapped top quality gossip.  From Mandelson to Brown, and Barry George to Blair.  No evil Victoria Beckham stories today though.  Boo!  I love having lunch with friends who can put it on expenses.

Back home to a paltry 19.6 MRI equivalents.  Then over to the pub for quiz night.  Hooray!  Three years nearly since Troy was banned from the Woodman, and our Monday night quizzing had to stop.  Now Siege Of Troy is back in business!  The hostilities with Clueless can recommence.  A few of our ringers are missing tonight, but I am sure we will soon be back on top...     

Not quite, we came second by a passable two and a half points.  It does take a little while to get into Quiz Ed’s mindset, although we did miss a few answers which we should have got.  Another eleven quid into the quiz kitty, which we have kept going for around four years.   We should have nearly £250 so far, which should make for quite an evening out by Christmas.  We resorted to taunting Mario with Spurs abuse.  QEd joined us for a drink afterwards, and a fascinating discussion on astrology.  I think.  Definitely astrology, perhaps not so sure about the fascinating bit.  Anyway, he has promised to do Mr and Mrs Moore’s charts.

Tuesday, 7^th October

A very busy day.  I went to see the Breastlight people for a meeting and a bit of a brainstorm.  Or boobstorm, perhaps.  We had a very rushed lunch, as I had to be in another meeting at two.  Following that I had an abortive trip to Princess Grace for no bone densities.  Then off to the post office to collect the cocktail strainers.  Next a trip to ASDA for the bits for cottage pie.  I bet Madonna wishes she had my life.  In the supermarket, I got total ASDA overload, and wandered the aisles, lonely as a cloud – or some such.  I got to the till, and went to take my wallet out of my bag, only to find that wallet there was none.  Oh no!  The girl on the till very kindly offered to ring everything up, and bag it, while I ran back down to the car.  Relief!  There it was on the front seat.  I legged it back up to arrive just as she was finishing the last bag.

Still no cocktails, despite now being in possession of the full kit, as I am having a night of abstinence, pending driving back up to the BBC, on Marylebone High Street.  The cottage pie was good though.