All bunched together in one weekend...

When I first started to type this out, my intial ideas were smashed due to a very bad short term memory of mine. So bare with me as I spill my thoughts and feelings out onto this page, they probably won't be orderly or very punctual.

Thanks to a certain little sister of mine I have not had a lot of sleep lately and therefore did not feel up to writing a blog last night, sorry everyone. But here I am to give you a two day special this time. Excited? You should be. So, where was I. Oh the beginning. Okay, well here's a quick snippet of what I have done over the course of this weekend.
Saturday 16th May - Canterbury with Jack Bloomfield
Sunday 17th May - Stayed at home and family visited.

Now you know the facts, here come some of the details...
I woke up on Saturday to find that it was a pretty dull and dreary day to say the very least but yet I still dragged myself out of bed and kept myself awake long enough to pick out an outfit to walk the dogs in. They aren't the brightest of creatures, at least my ones aren't. So I went on the long stretch of road only to be greeted by some torrential down pore of rain, fabulous. I ran home and jumped into the shower, which seemed pretty pointless as I was already drenched. I managed to dry myself quickly and hop on the nearest bus to Folkestone. The 101, which has recently taken over the 711's route. It will never quite be the same, and the first time I rode them, they dissapointed me by breaking down. And yet again today as you will find out they have not done themselves any favours. It was between Hythe and Folkestone when suddenly smoke started to seep up the stairs of the bus, this was not normal. The driver then beckoned us off the bus and onto the pavement, great - I was already late and now my bus has caught on fire, perfect. To my amazement the next bus arrived shortly and within an hour I was in the town of Canterbury. It's shocking that even in a place that I have been dozens of times, I still find a way to get myself lost. Jack had given me a call telling me he was at Canterbury West, The train station. I was at the bus station - good move Mia. So you'd think it would be pretty easy to find a way to eachother from there wouldn't you? Wrong. After about 15minutes of my phone contract down the drain we had come to the conclusion to meet at Mcdonalds and by then I had worked up an appitite, and so, we ate. I won't bore you with the details of the day but a few pointers for you - don't walk upto foreign people and ask for a hug, yes they give it to you, but I'm not sure they quite comprehend what you are saying and just give you a hug to show empathy towards you. Overall it was a great day, despite someone throwing my son in the recycling bin - long story. Thank you for an interesting day Jack :)

I was going to write about Sunday, but seeing as it is around 15:31pm, the party has only just began and therefore I cannot tell you about today's events, you will have to be patient and wait for this evening won't you?

Until this evening darlings....