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Date: 29 November 2005 00:43:30
The day had finally arrived. It was the day of the Police State's wedding. A very grand day indeed. It started with waking to the soothing sounds of the Police State snoring like someone trying to kickstart a mack truck and the moans eminating from the curate. I was on the trundle bed at the faulty towers towers. I awoke at 6.09 am after going to bed after midnight. I had one of the sorest backs I have ever had. It felt like I pulled a muscle. The trundle bed had claimed another victim!
I could not continue my sleep to this cacophony so I had a shower as I was starting to smell a little after turning up at the Faulty Towers Towers after work and never showered. This was all done by 6.30 so I grabbed some cash and my key and went for a walk through the streets on a mission. I found a little corner store open near by and grabbed some juice and a toothbrush and the paper. On my way back I ventured past the bakery where I grabbed a croissant and danish for each of my posse. The danish were so fresh I had too wait for them to be iced as they were fresh out of the oven. I gotr back just after seven and the boys were still dosing. I went out to the terrace and started to read the paper. The curate was soon to join me on the terrace it was soon to get a little too hot so we went inside. We started to consume our pastry delights and have a chat. This did not meet with pleasure with the Police State, as we were making too much noise!! If you had ever heard the Police State snore Ladies and Gentlemen you would understand why the Curate and I disagreed that in fact we were not the ones making the most noise.
So in a effort to keep him unstressed and happy on his big day we headed down to the gym. We entered and walked straight past the sweaty lady on the treadmill and headed straight to the spa. It was an effort to try and get rid of the pain in my back. It didn't really work to well. But it was quite comfortable none the less.
Went back up to the suite and woke the police state again. Hung out and watched baywatch on cable. I think it was the first time I had ever watched a full episode. It was the Christmas episode with little people who were santas elves visiting the beach. And as they say hilarity ensued.
I went to Lunch at the House of Chops. I am a member of a club who celebrate that they have been at the H.O.C a certain amount of time. Lunch was pretty good and there was even some of the menu from our wedding so it was good to sample that.
Went back to the room and hung out again and started to get ready for the photographer. As I unfolded my shirt the top button on my shirt that popped off. I called the front desk and told them of my misfortune and the assured my a sewing kit would make it's way to my suite. I told them I was under the pump time wise due to the wedding. I called again after 15 minutes and then gave up after 45 minutes. Not too impressed good folk of the Faulty Towers Towers.
Till Next Time Just Walk Back to the H.O.C and the Nice People There Will Fix Your Shirt,
Chops