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Please forgive this completely indulgent personal post – it’s a bit dear diary but my life is about keeping connected and energised at the moment and these are the things that help!

Well that was a weekend and a half.  It started Thursday night with the Interim Manager of the Year Awards (I didn’t win but made the last 20 finalist (not just HR but across all disciplines) so I was pretty chuffed) – a lovely evening hosted by Boyden International at Kettners.  Good food, great company and some lovely champagne.  Home by 10.15pm for a nice cuppa with himself.

Friday was back to the grind, emails, calls, follow ups, followed by a brilliant night at #Porklife.  Pork Life was a street food festival all about pork organised by the brilliant people at Tweat Up (highly recommend that you follow them on twitter and sign up to their newsletter as the events have never failed to deliver).  Late train home (thank you London Overground) with my haul of a fab bag of Mr Trotters Great British Pork Crackling (oh and boy yum yum yum) and a bottle of The Rib Man’s Holy F*ck Hot Sauce (I thought I could handle some heat but BOY this will blow your socks off).  A fabulous evening with good friends and good chat and some amazing ribs, pork cheek and pigs head oh and ridiculously oversized cocktails.

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The Street Feast was held in Dalston Yard with nooks and cranies used to full potential and a brilliant evening overall.

Saturday my head was a little tender but there was no rest, we took G to All Weather Pups for a two night stay as our usual dog sitters were off having lives (how inconsiderate) and we knew we were going to be out and about for most of the time until Monday.  So we tootled off to Hook in Hampshire and left G in the company of the brilliant Helen and her other charges for the weekend.  (When we picked him up on Monday whilst he was pleased to see us he was in no rush to leave and by all accounts had a brilliant time – they even found a street named after him (ahem))


Then Saturday evening came around and I went off to meet my stepson for an early supper.  Note how I said that so casually?  Well it was nerve racking and scary as I hadn’t actually seen him for 9 years – he’s 18 now and a lovely, confident, funny, articulate lad.  We drank mint juleps and ate buttermilk chicken at Stax and the 2 hours flew by.  It’s been a while coming and I know that he started seeing his Dad (my ex husband) about a year ago and I helped them get in touch but it was really really lovely to spend some time with him and see how well he’s doing.  I left him with his friend drinking a cocktail whilst I headed off to my next stop.

Now its unusual for me to have so much on in one weekend – usually we might have one thing on but for some reason this saturday night I had three places I needed to be and not one that I could easily miss.  So after some time jiggling I moved my Stepson to early and then had a brief time to meet with the most wonderful brilliant and fabulous CP who moved back from Singapore this week after 5 years (is it 5?  I think so, it could be 4…).  She’s been gone such a long time and whilst we have seen each other (I went over for her wedding and she has been back for flying visits) it was so lovely to know that she is back in the same town on the same time zone.  She was on good form considering she had come back to the UK via Beijing, having got back to the UK sometime Thursday.  There may have been some happy tears in our all to brief reunion but she was jet lagged and I had event 3 to be at!  So a couple of martini’s (extra dry, a little dirty) at Milk and Honey and we were off – CP to her bed and me to a sports bar in Piccadilly.


So event 3 – the London Blitz end of season do.  I was late, very late – so late in fact that I arrived as the venue were throwing them all out due to some issues with the bathrooms meaning that they had to close.  Anyway undeterred the team and coaches and partners headed in to Soho to a bar (I have no idea) where much dancing and laughing and fun was had (so glad I had flats in my bag).  The night bus and a stumble into bed in the early hours but a great night.

After that you’d think we’d have a duvet day – but no.  Himself went off early to training and I made veg box soup.  And then we were off – Miami Dolphins V Oakland Raiders in NFL at Wembley.  Himself is a Dolphins fan and was a bit excited about this one.  It was a great afternoon/evening, 83,000+ fans in Wembley for the first of this years international series – three games this year moving us closer to a UK franchise for the NFL???  We both really enjoy the games and had so much fun (even if my team wasn’t playing and in fact lost that evening -grrrrr).  Def Leopard were the opening act (yep they’re still at it) and whilst they were only on for 10 minutes it was fun.

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If you get a chance to go to one of the other games this years it’s well worth it – get there early to tailgate and throw yourself into it – you won’t regret it!

So my weekend was over – full of fun, love, laughter, some great martinis and fabulous ribs.  Refilling my bank of energy and joy to prepare me for another week of the job of looking for a job.   That’ll do pig, that’ll do.