UKANGEL
Champagne Girls Rule!
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- Jun 19, 2002
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Cast:
Angel (Mandy) age unknown but a very young looking person considering the stress! Shopaholic extraordinaire, pitiful drinker, and looking for some r & r.
Chunkster20uk (Mark) a little bit younger but looks much older (ouch, stop that!) since we got married last year and he acquired a wife and step daughter
foodaholic, drinks with the big boys, just wants to have some fun.
Joining us for the cruise:
Deb & Matt, and Kev & Tammy the 4 musketeers, Disney-loving friends from The DIS, our resident comedy entertainers and drinking companions.
Becky (16) not coming with us but I talk about her a lot!! my baby, whos not such a baby now, staying at home with Nan to look after her. Rock chick, cool gal and other phrases shed laugh at me for saying.
Saturday 27th November
Much Ado About Nothing........
Well, much too excited to sleep of course (youve all seen the ads right?) so I read Othello instead! Well, I need to read it for next term anyway ..that sent me off eventually! Managed 4 hours sleep then its off to Uni where I spend the day talking about Shakespeare, poetry and other fascinating literary things leaving Mark to finish jobs and rearrange the suitcases
As soon as 4 pm comes Im off to the car, making it back home in a record 8 minutes (good job I wasnt caught speeding!) A very speedy wash and change of clothes for our journey, feed Bob (our cat) and remind him not to eat it all at once as Becky wont be home tile the next day, then we drag our very heavy cases to the taxi and are on our way to Reading station to catch the train to Gatwick. Im not sure about doing this as Ive always been by car but in the event its not too bad a way to get to the airport and saves me driving when we arrive back very jet-lagged I guess.
Mark, bless him, had managed to get me a Game Boy Advance in town as an early Birthday present its to keep me occupied (or shut me up) on the flight he says and Im thrilled as Ive wanted one for ages Hes also picked up first class train tickets for the outward journey to Gatwick so Im well happy as we lug our cases onto a packed train.
An uneventful but comfy journey to the airport and 90 minutes later we at the airport hurrah! Wed decided not to bother with twilight check in as we were flying PE anyway and Mark reckoned we may have a slim chance of being upgraded if we checked in later ..whatever!
Trudged over to the Hilton what a flippin way it is! I thought it was immediately onto the terminal but it seemed to take ages to walk there and was freezing! Once we were checked into our room I started to relax (what a mistake) and I allowed myself a sigh of relief were here! A nice room, nice hotel but on the whole I think I preferred Le Meridian, oh well, never mind its only 1 night anyway.
Plan was to drop our luggage then trek back to terminal to pick up our money from travelex and find some dinner at Frankie & Bennys, a favourite of ours, then sleep. OK, back to terminal building and nip over to Travelex. Here you are madam, may I have your credit card and some ID please? Certainly I say and pull out my Driving licence and my ..AA card no, Boots card, no .Student card .flippin heck and other strong words wheres my credit card? I start to panic mildly but think it must be in my bag somewhere, after all Is taken all my cards out the day before and made sure I had all the important ones for my holiday bag is tipped onto a chair .no card! The man at the desk politely refuses to let us take the money as this was the card we booked it on (and the only cc we have) ..oh b*****!
I dissolve into tears .no credit card .no money .shopping!!!!!....more importantly no car, no cruise etc etc .Mark calmly decides I must have left it by the bed where I sorted out the cards and hell have to return by train to reading and pick it up. Im in danger of an asthma attack (as well as a panic attack) and can only agree and cry a bit more. We go back to our room, Mark picks up his coat and hes off on his mammoth round trip (again) to Reading. This is where you should all realise what a patient, saintly man Im married too ..girls be jealous and guys take note! Hes one in a million ..never did he complain at me or shout, just calmed me down, bought me a sandwich and drink and tucked me up in bed before he went! (I bet he swore once he got on the train though)
I cried my self to sleep at how stupid I am, and how frustrating it was that we didnt have anyone at home to bring the card half way at least .Mark poor thing managed to get back to Reading, find the card, jump back in the cab and catch the very last train from Reading back to Gatwick He fell into bed at 1 am .and I was VERY grateful!
(I didnt like to tell him that just after hed rung to say he was on his way back Id discovered Id also forgotten some essential tablets too time to sort that out in the morning I think a saint can only take so much!)
Things can only get better right?
Angel (Mandy) age unknown but a very young looking person considering the stress! Shopaholic extraordinaire, pitiful drinker, and looking for some r & r.
Chunkster20uk (Mark) a little bit younger but looks much older (ouch, stop that!) since we got married last year and he acquired a wife and step daughter
foodaholic, drinks with the big boys, just wants to have some fun.Joining us for the cruise:
Deb & Matt, and Kev & Tammy the 4 musketeers, Disney-loving friends from The DIS, our resident comedy entertainers and drinking companions.
Becky (16) not coming with us but I talk about her a lot!! my baby, whos not such a baby now, staying at home with Nan to look after her. Rock chick, cool gal and other phrases shed laugh at me for saying.
Saturday 27th November
Much Ado About Nothing........
Well, much too excited to sleep of course (youve all seen the ads right?) so I read Othello instead! Well, I need to read it for next term anyway ..that sent me off eventually! Managed 4 hours sleep then its off to Uni where I spend the day talking about Shakespeare, poetry and other fascinating literary things leaving Mark to finish jobs and rearrange the suitcases
As soon as 4 pm comes Im off to the car, making it back home in a record 8 minutes (good job I wasnt caught speeding!) A very speedy wash and change of clothes for our journey, feed Bob (our cat) and remind him not to eat it all at once as Becky wont be home tile the next day, then we drag our very heavy cases to the taxi and are on our way to Reading station to catch the train to Gatwick. Im not sure about doing this as Ive always been by car but in the event its not too bad a way to get to the airport and saves me driving when we arrive back very jet-lagged I guess.
Mark, bless him, had managed to get me a Game Boy Advance in town as an early Birthday present its to keep me occupied (or shut me up) on the flight he says and Im thrilled as Ive wanted one for ages Hes also picked up first class train tickets for the outward journey to Gatwick so Im well happy as we lug our cases onto a packed train.
An uneventful but comfy journey to the airport and 90 minutes later we at the airport hurrah! Wed decided not to bother with twilight check in as we were flying PE anyway and Mark reckoned we may have a slim chance of being upgraded if we checked in later ..whatever!
Trudged over to the Hilton what a flippin way it is! I thought it was immediately onto the terminal but it seemed to take ages to walk there and was freezing! Once we were checked into our room I started to relax (what a mistake) and I allowed myself a sigh of relief were here! A nice room, nice hotel but on the whole I think I preferred Le Meridian, oh well, never mind its only 1 night anyway.
Plan was to drop our luggage then trek back to terminal to pick up our money from travelex and find some dinner at Frankie & Bennys, a favourite of ours, then sleep. OK, back to terminal building and nip over to Travelex. Here you are madam, may I have your credit card and some ID please? Certainly I say and pull out my Driving licence and my ..AA card no, Boots card, no .Student card .flippin heck and other strong words wheres my credit card? I start to panic mildly but think it must be in my bag somewhere, after all Is taken all my cards out the day before and made sure I had all the important ones for my holiday bag is tipped onto a chair .no card! The man at the desk politely refuses to let us take the money as this was the card we booked it on (and the only cc we have) ..oh b*****!
I dissolve into tears .no credit card .no money .shopping!!!!!....more importantly no car, no cruise etc etc .Mark calmly decides I must have left it by the bed where I sorted out the cards and hell have to return by train to reading and pick it up. Im in danger of an asthma attack (as well as a panic attack) and can only agree and cry a bit more. We go back to our room, Mark picks up his coat and hes off on his mammoth round trip (again) to Reading. This is where you should all realise what a patient, saintly man Im married too ..girls be jealous and guys take note! Hes one in a million ..never did he complain at me or shout, just calmed me down, bought me a sandwich and drink and tucked me up in bed before he went! (I bet he swore once he got on the train though)
I cried my self to sleep at how stupid I am, and how frustrating it was that we didnt have anyone at home to bring the card half way at least .Mark poor thing managed to get back to Reading, find the card, jump back in the cab and catch the very last train from Reading back to Gatwick He fell into bed at 1 am .and I was VERY grateful!
(I didnt like to tell him that just after hed rung to say he was on his way back Id discovered Id also forgotten some essential tablets too time to sort that out in the morning I think a saint can only take so much!)
Things can only get better right?
But what a hero !
