Monday morning brought a few sore heads this week and it wasn’t just a result of the post apocalyptic Halloween hangover. We were greeted first thing by a shrill racket emerging from an old unused alarm system in our office. Approximately every 60 seconds came the high pitched shriek from the corner of the room (and for once it wasn’t my voice). Half an hour in and after a long and laborious struggle with the alarm fitters to decipher the code to peace and serenity, Tom decided to take it into his own hands and do what any alpha male would in this situation - attack it with a screwdriver....
Surprisingly, this didn’t quite have the desired effect and the metallic beast awoke and sent a constant siren of pure misery into the office. By this point I was on the verge of launching myself out of the stable doors we call a fire escape onto the concrete pavement below but alas it was Tom who saved the day (and possibly the use of my lower limbs) when he had the genius idea of pulling out the fuses, and thus harmony was restored to the CitySocialising office.
Anyway, I get ahead of myself. First to fill you in on the antics of last week...
Thursday in particular was not your standard day at CitySocialising as Sanchita treated Myself, Karis, Owen and the Northern division that is Rachel and Jonny to a slap up steak lunch at Gaucho (it always comes back to food!) It was a reward for the hard work everyone’s put in over the last month and the lunch was delicious - but then anywhere they allow you to pick out your own slabs of raw meat before hand is going to be amazing by my standards. We all had a lovely afternoon out of the office and got through about 3 cows between us, which was quite good going considering the girls are all about the same size as a rump steak.
The delivery men turning up at our office almost hourly last week signalled that payday had finally arrived, unfortunately the majority of the parcels were intended for one recipient. It’s becoming evident that Madeleine’s addiction to online shopping is getting almost as out of hand as her fetish for POD thai green curries.
But the package we were all most excited about and had awaited for weeks with baited breath (no easy feat) finally arrived all the way from Kazakhstan (and beyond) and contained...you guessed it, the illusive Monster Mingle badges. A week too late and a little battered and bruised from the journey but they are finally in our grasp and just in time for the Monster Jingle.
Back to this week and there may be a(nother) tube strike today but we’re not letting that keep us indoors. Tonight we have our Gin Lovers London Social in partnership with Bulldog gin, there are FREE cocktails for the first hour as well as an expert bar tender on hand to teach people how to go about mixing cocktails so we’re all headed down there for a few G&T’s after work and to learn how to mix a martini or 2. I do profess to be a bit of a cocktail connoisseur but somehow I don’t think my half lager, half cider and a shot of blackcurrant concoction is going to be on the menu . There are the last couple of places left now so anyone who wants to join us down there needs to book on fast.
On that note I’m going to sign off for this week as we all get excited for Bonfire night on Friday and hopefully head out to catch one of the displays, last year the nearest I got to a bonfire was setting the oven on fire when I overcooked my horse chestnuts. It can only get better from there, right???
