º Monday 1st January 2001 to
Wednesday 3rd January 2001
Blog-break
º Thursday 4th January 2001
That American stevedore in the Vauxhall ad?
"Dat'd fit in my tronk!"
I've got something dat'd fit in his fockin tronk.
(Happy Noo Year's)
º Friday 5th January 2001
I bought a VCR yesterday, mostly so as not to miss the final episode (of the second series) of The Sopranos whilst I was at work.
All I need now is a mobile phone and I'll be fit for the twentieth century.
º Saturday 6th January 2001
Last night to the Coronet in Stratford: not a cinema but a large traditional East End pub (i.e. very mixed, rather low rent and - refreshingly - fuelled by alcohol rather than coke and K).
The Coronet calls itself 'a Soho style bar in the heart of the East End' which is pushing it a bit on several fronts (especially if the omission of the hyphen between the second and third words is deliberate). But I found it friendly enough, and pretty easy to get to, so I might well go again. (Memo to David: Quiz Night on Thursday.)
Once the cheesy cabaret was over and done with, things perked up considerably with the advent of Neil (who'd mentioned he drank there a lot) and, later, Phil.