This Week I….

You know, there was a moment this week when I thought I was going to have NOTHING to write about in this weeks diary.

Literally nothing.

I mean, I continued to exist, obviously. I didn’t fall through some black hole of time and suddenly wake up on Thursday morning, I just didn’t do anything much. Considering my weekly diaries have, in the past, contained such exciting news as I drank some coffee, that was impressive.

This week I did actually drink some coffee. It was a Chocolate S’mores mini Frappucino too, but I didn’t take a photo and therefore in internet world it may as well have not happened.

Honestly the news has been so bleak over the last few weeks that I’ve been feeling a little like crawling into a cave and living there till the cockroaches finally take over. Then I’ll ask my new insect overlords to treat me kindly. I didn’t do that, though. I went to the gym, I drank Frappucinos, I did some work and I went to Roller Derby practice. Like I always do.

So as not to mess with the format, this week I…..

Went Pink and Purple on my desk

This is the level of excitement we are dealing with this week. Mr Chick picked me some pink and purple flowers from the garden to go on my newly pretty desk.

They looked lovely next to my pink and purple coffee mug.

Didn’t go and see Eddie Izzard

On Thursday I thought I might actually have something interesting to write about doing. Eddie Izzard has been a long term hero of mine for over 20 years, and on Friday he was coming to the UEA on his pro-Europe pre-referendum campaign trail. It was a free event and I had booked a spot to go and see him.

Then the tragic news about Jo Cox broke on Thursday afternoon, and by the time I got home from Roller Derby training all campaigning had been suspended, including Eddie’s appearance at UEA.

I try not to get too political on here, and I generally try and keep it a happy place with not too much doom and gloom, but it’s a little hard to keep up with so much tragedy both in Orlando and closer to home this week. My heart feels very tired.

I am going to urge you to vote in the referendum on Thursday. No matter how you vote, whether you agree with me or not, it’s important to make your voice heard and it’s equally important to try and separate the facts out from all the propaganda. There’s a quiz in the FT, if you’re still undecided, give it a go. It’s a little wordy, it is the FT, but makes you think about the issues.

Painted my Nails

Time for a bit more frivolity. It keeps raining, so I painted my nails with some bright citrus colours that Faby Nails sent me. The colours were beautiful and bright and dried quickly. They did chip quite quick, but then I did spend 3 hours hitting people and throwing myself on the floor, which can be tough on a nailpolish. At least it was bright and cheerful.

Went out for Cocktails

On Saturday I spent an epic 6 hours at Roller Derby training. It was so useful, but so, so tiring.

When I got home, once I’d had a bath and started to almost feel normal we decided that it was time to hit the town. It feels like ages since we’ve been out in the evening for proper drinks.

We had some very nice cocktails at the new Be At One Bar.

had more cocktails at an old favourite East 26, then discovered WINE MACHINES at the Wallow.

This is genius. You top up a card with cash, and then throughout the evening you can simply grab a glass and pour your own wine by pressing a button on a machine. How excitingly hi-tech is that?

And that was pretty much as exciting as my week got.

Pouring my own wine from a fancy machine. To be fair that was probably the most exciting thing that’s happened to me in a while, apart from maybe that time when I saw someone at the Gym pick up one of the Roller Derby leaflets I’d left and take it away with them. That was pretty darn exciting, let me tell you.

Anyway, how was your week? More exciting than mine?