A rather nice weekend, football excluded. Friday night we had dinner with some great friends at a new Italian place
around the corner from where we live. The owner/chef came out and personally said goodbye to us, which I thought was nice until we realised that chairs were on tables and the staff wanted to go home as we were last to leave.
Saturday morning, er oh we'll skip that
. I got my haircut and found out that my hairdresser is next week to celebrate her 30th birthday, lucky she never asked me to guess, if you know what I mean?
Saturday night another dinner, not as much fun, but better food
than the night before. We then ended up at some loungey, club place with probably the ugliest and worst dressed crowd I have seen for a while. Good for the self-confidence, if nothing else.
Today in an effort to shake a hangover we went to see Gordon Halloran's ice artistry at the temporary Museum of Modern Ice
at Millennium Park (top and left). Halloran had installed a 95ft long wall of ice about 3 weeks ago, which he'd adorned with complex shapes and colours. As the ice wall melted the shapes and shards have mutated into a rainbow of colours. Very clever and there was a free 30 minute guided tour too, and I'm glad we went.
Then this evening before I sat down to The Oscars
, I played indoor football (won 2-0), the first game of a new winter season. Last week the team swept to the league title, although I'm taking little credit as I only played twice though as I've been away so much.