Me and
soupytwist are currently at
catwalksalone's house, still in our pyjamas on their pulled-out sofa bed and watching SGA. \o/
But getting here was not as easy as it should have been. Leeds to Newcastle? About 2 hours up the A1. No no - THEY CLOSED THE FUCKING A1 DUE TO THE APOCALYPTIC WIND!
We pulled off the A1 and then York tried to eat us. And Wetherby was EVERYWHERE. No matter what direction we drove in? We were heading toward FUCKING WETHERBY.
Thirsk was good to us - it gave us petrol and somewhere to pee that wasn't a lay-by. TWO petrol stations had been closed prior to that, making me actually suspect that the whole thing was a plan to prevent us getting to Cat's house.
The 2 hour journey took FOUR HOURS. Poor Cat thought we might be dead because my battery on my phone DIED. And Katie didn't have Cat's number.
At one point we left the motorway, planning to take another route due to the closedness, and the entire of the motorway followed us! Like a bajillion cars and lorries and such. It was all "Don't look now Katie - but I think the motorway is stalking us..."
There were multiple moments of driving down teeny little roads yelling "WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE!!" And the point where we were randomly in South Kilvington (Sp?) and this little hamlet called Challet or something?
When we got here Cat clung to us and then we all (including Cat's husband TB) got drunk and talked and laughed.
TB went to sleep on the balcony in the wind-from-hell. Then Katie, Cat and I all crashed out on the sofa bed together. Apparently I said "Sleep now" and just...did. Katie and Cat thought it was HILARIOUS because they assumed that I was taking the piss. But no - I was actually asleep. \o/ I win at sleeping!
Now we're considering taking Katie to
Stargate - but without getting dressed. We'll go in our pyjamas because we're hardcore loungers.
exhausted
awake
amused
bouncy