Sometimes it’s good to have rubbish days because then, when the next day is brilliant you enjoy it even more. Yesterday I had a completely brilliant day.  I taught my class in the morning and then went off with a friend into town. We had a couple of meetings and then she took me to the Boat show.  I’ve never been before.  Not my thing.  I’m not good on boats.  I throw up the minute I climb on board usually.  She had an invitation to a cocktail party at the Sunseeker stand which if I had millions of spare cash to chuck about I might just have to buy.  In fact, I’m thinking about selling my house and living in it. We were shown around one of the Sunseeker boats – a Predator I think it was called.  Ridiculously gorgeous.  I might have to show you some photos when I get them.  Standing on the boat drinking champagne on terra firma turned out to be fine.  OK I was wearing little white shoes that made me look like Minnie Mouse but I didn’t throw up.

From there we went on to have drinks somewhere else and from there I went on to join some friends at a really lovely jazz restaurant called the Boisdale.  It was BRILLIANT – a fantastic jazz band was playing, I gatecrashed my friends dinner and drank more champagne.  I managed to knock three glasses over during the course of the evening, my friend managed to knock a glass of red wine all over her sister, we danced about encouraging other diners to join in…..well, actually I seem to recall poking one poor man who was clearly on his first internet date with a gorgeous girl and was snogging in the corner. I kept making them dance instead.  He was very amenable to what must have been immensely annoying behaviour.   There was also a woman wearing a huge furry Davy Crockett hat for no apparent reason which I think I might have tried several times to remove.  I even found a gorgeous man to dance with myself.

The slight problem was that in my over-enthusiasm I forgot to eat anything.  My hangover this morning was monumental and once again I had to go and teach my poor private client whilst trying to pretend that forward rolls was just the perfect cure for a headache.

When will I learn.

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17 Comments
  • London Dad
    January 16, 2010

    You are a party animal. Tonight I am having a quiet night in looking after my two gorgeous girls whilst my ex wife and ex fiance hit the town. The XWs as I call them. Perhaps you could all hook up and all cause havoc together. Do you think times have changed?

    • Family Affairs
      January 16, 2010

      That is very cool LD – very modern. You’re in with the kids whilst your ex’s hit the town. I’m hugely impressed. I can’t quite see a time where my ex is happy for me to go out with his fiance!! How many ex’s are you planning to acquire to develop your band of merry women hitting the town? Lx

  • stigmum
    January 16, 2010

    Never if you’re anything like me! You’re a mamma, you’ve got to enjoy yourself every time you have the chance! Forward rolls with a hangover? Well done!!

  • Expat Mum
    January 16, 2010

    Ah yes, the belly full of booze on an empty stomach! Never a good combo.

  • Chic Mama
    January 16, 2010

    Can I come out with you next time, you sound like my kind of friend. I thought it was just me that behaved like that! ;0)

  • janelle
    January 16, 2010

    you rock. this had me fuckn laughing. as per usual. x j

  • Di Foden
    January 17, 2010

    Good – a good day to cancel out a bad day. God, I wish I could still do forward rolls, even sober. I’m in awe.

    But I can still do them in my head. And backflips.

    • Family Affairs
      January 17, 2010

      Not a real forward roll, just a spinal roll, when you stand up and roll down to touch your toes – I love that you’re imagining me doing little rolls and back flips around the room! LX

  • louise
    January 17, 2010

    Mmmmm – I think hangovers get worse when you think about what happened the night before. OMG I didn’t do that, did I? (Yes, you did!).

  • London Dad
    January 17, 2010

    One never plans a next ex, but they do seem to accumulate albeit at a gentle pace. XW1 and XW2 are polar opposites but get along famously. Obviously I have great taste but maybe they do too? So I have no plans to grow the club but its growth is a positive force for good on the London scene. X

  • Muddling Along Mummy
    January 17, 2010

    I love that other people have equally mad nights after the Boat Show ! Sounds fab (and I’d have stolen the fur hat)

  • Mud
    January 18, 2010

    Was there mention of a Handsome Man?? And…..??

    • Family Affairs
      January 18, 2010

      Um. Trust you to pick up on that one. Tell you later L x

  • seal fan
    January 18, 2010

    Gimme the fur hat lady anytime! x

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    • Family Affairs
      April 17, 2010

      Thanks for your reply Jude – can one of your yachts come and pick us up in Dubai please??