Flares and Lasers

I haven't blogged in a week. Partly because I've been too busy to blog, but also cos I haven't been doing anything interesting enough to blog about. Which makes me wonder what I've been so busy with.

Well over the last two days I was busy doing some ageing, and I was very successful at it - in fact I turned from being 28 to being 29 in just one day. Fascinating. Because I'm clinging to my 20s now, I thought I'd have a retrospective birthday this year. Which sounds artsy and arsey, but in fact means two things - 70s night and Laserquest. They were both great - I had every cocktail Flares offered, and I was middle-to-rubbish at Laserquest - but I do now have slightly aching limbs, as I have neither been clubbing nor run around a dark room shooting lasers in nearly a decade. I have decided that in my ongoing search for a form of exercise I actually enjoy, I might try and go to Laserquest more often, cos it's a goodish work-out (40min of running around keeping your wits about you - not too strenuous but we all broke a sweat).

I do now have another form of exercise open to me, as the young-hot-ball-and-chain bought me a bike for my birthday. What a fab pressie. She calls my old bike 'the boneshaker', cos it's 10 years old and made when bikes weighed a ton. You feel every bump in the road, and uphill is a struggle, for even the more seasoned of bike-riders. But no more. I now have a pretty darned swish up-to-date brand new bike. I spose I'd better ride it now. Equally I asked for some teach-yourself-guitar books for Christmas, which I duly received (thank you!), so of course now I have to go through with it, and actually learn guitar. Something I've wanted to do, but once you get the books as a present, you've got to really do it, haven't you? So tomorrow I shall be seen through the streets of Guildford, cycling while strumming a 6-string.