H4890

MO Number: H4890 Sex: Male: Age: 23 Martial Status: Single Occupation: Finance Assistant Brighton, East Sussex Saturday, 2nd June. I wake in the morning to grey skies and an early start. There is not that glaring blue that peeps through my blinds any more like there was last week. Still, with eleven days off with no work to go to I feel that it is still another day to enjoy thoroughly and get something done. A quick trip into town is needed. Getting on the 5 I notice the the extreme levels of bunting attached to every pole, arch and hanging outside the Ladies Mile Pub at the bottom of Mackie Avenue, enough to make me note that the Union Jack version will no doubt be replaced by the end of the week by St. George bunting before turning back to the Union Jack in July in times for the Olympics. Town bares little mention of the Jubilee as I quickly withdraw some cash and head into Maplins to pick up a wireless adapter for my new PC before heading straight back out. The afternoon is spent playing with this new toy along with some reading and a bit of Grand Design. Sunday, 3rd June. There certainly seems to be a muggy start to the day as I wake, gray skies and a lazy Sunday feel to it. There is not a lot to do in the morning as I don't have to go out until the afternoon to go to a garden party, loosely tied to the fact that there is a four day weekend, rather than any royal celebration. The news seems to have nothing on it bar various angles of the Thames and the people lining up to watch the boats come down the river. I have a quick roast dinner for lunch with the family before taking the quick twenty minuet walk to Vicky and Luke's. On the way I pass the Ladies Mile Pub once again, although this time with a fire truck outside the front, presumably for show rather than there being a large fire. There are plenty of people there, but considering few of them will have to work the next day it is unsurprising. On this brief walk I see around six or seven houses with bunting hung outside along with a church as well. All with the Union Jack on them, not a St. George one in sight. The same goes for those cheap tacky car flags which are usually seen around when the World Cup or Euro Championship is on. Once again I see around half a dozen of them, all Union Jack, not a St. George to be seen in sight, quite strange when you consider the Euro's start in around a week. There are large piles of snakes and burgers that begin filling up the table within an hour after I arrive. Not to mention the large amounts of cans and bottles of Pimm's lying around the kitchen. The weather just about holds out, despite a strong wind that makes starting the portable barbeque's difficult, all four of them. We solve this with large amounts of lighter fluid and old magazines and newspapers for kindling. The girls get very busy creating large amounts of cupcakes whilst the guys take full control of the various barbeques, everyone likes to take control off the Pimm's. We do put on the Royal Boat Show, mainly because we cannot decide what music to put on until we just decide to put it onto shuffle. No one pays much attention, apart to see if someone has fallen into the Thames yet or to note just how wet it is in London in comparison to Brighton. We eat burgers and cup cakes, whilst playing Sing Star until the Playstation slowly dies a slow and painful death. We hardly notice how fast the time goes, especially when it starts to get dark around nine. The remaining dozen or so of us play a board came that revolves around using playdoh to create objects along with pictionary. I leave around eleven. By the time I pass the Ladies Mile Pub again I can hear a lot of singing and drunken revelry as I pass it, hardly surprising. Monday, 4th June. Third day of the long weekend brings a lay in for once which is far more tolerable than getting up early for work on a Monday morning. It is a bit of a lazy day, certainly not as busy as the day before. I get some reading done along with some time surfing the internet. Once again there is little on the television bar constant coverage of the Jubilee. I talk with friends about going out tonight into town,Coalition has an offer on where you can get in free if you dress up as HRH. With the large amounts of Queen masks going around I don't see that as being too difficult. The TV downstairs has constant coverage of BBC News and the Jubilee Concert. I think Prince Phillip has the right idea faking an illness to skip it all.