St Patrick's Day '09

I had such a long day. Work until six, then another project until ten. No food. No water. No rest! Aw, poor me! Whatever. I still managed to arrive at Finnbars to join Cake and Co for St. Patrick’s Day. It was our third consecutive St. Patrick’s Day together so I couldn’t miss it! So I did better than arrive there! I surprised her! The bar was full of course and covered in green. I would say 50% of the people in there were Irish, 10% English, 39% were Cypriot and 1% were Amazing. The Amazing ones? Well us of course.

I got talking to one of Cake’s friends who works in a company similar to mine who incidentally knew lots of the same people as I do (welcome to Nicosia).

‘Do you know Gretchen?’ I asked him. ‘No’. ‘Do you know John?’ ‘No’ ‘Do you know Crayola?’ ‘No’. ‘Do you know Anna?’ ‘No.’ ‘Do you know Kanye?’ ‘Maybe visually.’ ‘Really? Where did you visualize him? Ha ha ha ha!’ ‘Do you know Naomi’ ‘No’. And on it went.

So although it was booked up we managed to find a table where after 10 minutes Cake started dancing on the chair. I remained clothed this time (although last year this guy got totally crazy on the bar). For a change I did a robot dance – which was hilarious. And Cake and I discussed who was and wasn’t going to…

The only drawback? I ordered a Stella and I am still waiting for it. Everyone else got their drinks – what about me? Am I meant to become teetotal? I stopped smoking, I cut out coffee, I keep Kosher – and what? Now I’m meant to cut out alcohol as well? I might as well become a Buddhist monk. Or Sting. And then write a book about it.

Last year I went out with Cake and Co I ended up wearing my drink as the waiter spilt it all over me – and now in this case, I am still waiting for my drink. Reader, you decide what’s better – wearing your drink or waiting for your drink. And while you decide can you pour me a pint? Cheers mate!