Mmm… another one to add to the collection it would seem. Me, Beej, Tom, Mark, Steve, Richie and Lionel all met up for the first time in at least a year on Friday night and unleashed a huge can of whoop-ass on Upper Street.

It was such a laugh hanging out with the boys, having a few drinks, well actually not a few, a tonne of drinks (far too much judging by my hangover the next day). We started off in Cuba Libre and had frozen margaritas and moijitos and after a few hours of talking shit moved swiftly up the road to the Keston Lodge for a few more beers etc. It was great to see Tom and Beej finally talking to each other after such a long time, and I remember telling them both on numerous occasions how beautiful I thought it all was, funny, that would be the drink talking I guess.

I remember getting the dance vibe on when the Rolling Stones came on the sound system and the obligatory Jagger Swagger and foot stomping came out, which was all a good laugh…

Here are a few pics from the evening:

So it is official, I am a fully-fledged member of Crayon London. I got my offer letter the other day and I am now known as an Information Architect, which is all kinda cool. After 6 years of self-employment, I have finally gone permanent.

The last few months have seen some pretty dramatic changes in my life, travelling to Brazil, going from being in a long-term relationship to being single, going from self-employment to permanent etc. Anyway I am still settling in to London life, I really like being exposed to more people at work and having the whole social interaction thing, which I have missed for so many years whilst working at home. It is also nice to get out and about around town and see so many different people. Although the commuting sucks and adds 3 hours on top of my 9 hours at work each day, I still like the space of the countryside and the fresh air.

I re-joined the gym this week, and have been doing stupid amounts of exercise, swimming at lunch and then gymming in the evening after work. I figure a few months of this and I will be fighting fit, although I think I have overdone it already as I now feel ill and have a cold… woops.

Not much else to report, looking forward to the weekend and having the obligatory Friday afternoon office cocktails and then a few drinks with the boys tomorrow night and then hanging out with Deano on Saturday and maybe a few in the evening.

I go to Devon in 2 week’s time surfing with the boys and my family, should be sweet. There is also a provisional idea for me and Richie to go to Africa, well Morocco for a week to surf as well, which will be a bit of an adventure.

Anyway off to bed, exhausted, have the pleasure of going to the doctors in the morning, awesome…

I had a another cool weekend hanging out with the Crayon crew. Friday night me and the boys had a few cheeky ones down the pub. Saturday I met up with Gustavo and Fame and went shopping for a black suit for the ball. We stopped into the pub for a few pre-ball cheeky ones and then headed back to the East End to get ready.

The ball was held over in Ealing Rugby Club. It was a great venue and we all got straight on the champers and various nibbles and whatever else we could get our hands on. After the party we headed back into town to Soho and went to Digress, picking up a couple of piss*d girls on the way who were up for a little partying. I vaguely remember me and Gustavo dancing with them until about 3am and then hazily waking our way back to Fame’s to pass out.

Sunday me and Gustavo hit up Spitalfields market before I headed back home on what became a classic Sunday mission on the trains. Here’s a few snaps from the party.

So this week we had the Crayon Summer Party here in the office. A lot of effort (and expense) was put in to organising an amazing evening of drinks, food, tarot, massage, music and general fun and frolics. The festivities started about 7pm and went in until the early hours.

I remember dancing and hanging out with the crew, but can’t quite recall how I managed to end up passing out in the tent in the office at 3.30am. I also remember telling one (or more) girl(s) in particular how I fancied her/them, which was all quite amusing. The tent idea seemed like a good idea at the time, and I thought I would get some extra hours sleep in as I didn’t have to commute in, but unfortunately the Spanish cleaners came in at 6.30am and woke me up. Needless to say work was a bit of a struggle yesterday and all rather hazy.

Last night me and the boys popped out and had a few drinks in the Old Queens Head, lots of Peitao around, which was all good. In fact me and Gustavo are teaching the guys some Portuguese, which at the moment just revolves around teaching them the bad stuff, but fun all the same.

Tonight we are off to Chris’ Black Tie Birthday party over at Ealing Rugby Club, the idea to get dressed up and cause some havoc, should be a good laugh.