Today you are about to experience the infamous old man mentality I mentioned in my previous post, although it is somewhat dampened. As you may have guessed from the title of this post, I have had both a good and a bad weekend thus far.
Let's begin with Friday. I had been invited to attend a Holocaust memorial service with the Headmaster of my school, as it was Holocaust memorial day. In this way, my weekend started off very well. I got on rather well with the Headmaster and even engaged in some fairly witty banter with him. It was all very nice. The service itself was also good and a reminder of how fortunate I am to live in such a tolerant society. The rest of my school day was a doddle, as I only had two lessons, which was wonderful! I rushed home, changed quickly and popped out for a haircut which I had arranged for four o'clock. As I arrived the hairdresser greeted me very pleasantly, then carried on her work with a woman's hair. As she finished, I naturally assumed she would move on to me next as I had been waiting for around ten minutes. Instead she turned to me and said, "do you mind if I just QUICKLY do so-and-so's hair?" I of course, said that was perfectly fine, as the word quickly conjures up thoughts of a ten minute cut. I sat in my chair quietly seething for half an hour as I waited. I had a driving lesson at five o'clock which I needed to be on time for, as I know my instructor to be fairly finicky about punctuality. I was very British about the whole situation. I tapped my foot, I crossed my arms, but I didn't dare say anything for fear of being rude, but I was internally as frustrated as is possible to be. I was so annoyed, I may even write them a strongly worded letter! This whole scenario ended in a somewhat satisfactory haircut and me running through town to get to my house at around 5:03 which I was fairly proud of considering my physical unfitness.
Saturday. For the most part, this day was delightful. I woke up late, at around 11:30, which for a slob like me is always a bonus. I enjoyed some beautiful burgers and watched Liverpool F.C achieve a fantastic victory over Manchester United in the fourth round of the FA cup. What a glorious way to start the day! I then went out for a meal with my girlfriend Libby, who revived her blog a few days ago (The "Quiet" One). We went to Cardiff bay to go to a resteraunt in the chain Nando's. I was looking forward to this very much, as I am a massive fan of chicken and I quite like spicy food. We arrived and didn't have to wait very long for a table, which is always nice. We sat down, chatted, gazed at the menu and decided on our orders. We then realised that we had to go up to the counter to pay, which we thought was slightly odd but nonetheless acceptable. The table at which we were sitting and enjoying each other's company was right next to the door, which became more and more irritating as the meal drew on, as I felt as though I was being blasted by the wind mercilessly through the constantly open door. The food itself was nice, although I'm still not sure if our orders were right! The rest of the evening was very enjoyable as it always is in the company of Libby.
Sunday (Today). Well, today has been fine so far and a pretty average Sunday. Sunday school and church in the morning, wonderful food with my parents and my granddad at lunchtime and now writing to you. However, today has sparked one minor bothersome occurrence, in that my laptop seems to not like some of my CDs so refuses to import them to my iPod. If you're interested, here's some of the stuff I was importing: Flyleaf - All around me
Until the next time, thank you and good bye.
