If Carlsberg did weekends…

Juicelog Sat 081207: ….. then it just might come close to the weekend I just had. After lunching with Brangel, I met up with Pudz (AKA the seedy cook) with the aim of raising the curtain to our first date. The first act started off with a mini excursion down to Hyde Park for Winter Wonderland.

At the German market we picked up some Bratwurst to pump up the plump for Pudz’s belly. Viewing the lights against a pitch black Central London skyline (at 7pm in the evening) from inside the 50metre high observation wheel was fairly unremarkable and not as exciting as I had hoped for it to be. Hopped onto a couple of the over-priced funfair rides including a haunted house ride. The only thing that got scared were the teenage boys standing in the queue when they saw me and Pudz's kissing. Sipped on some mulled wine & winter Pimm’s before heading out Eastwards.

Pudz was a bit heavy on his feet tonight and missed our connecting northern line tube. After eventually catching up with me at Old Street, we proceeded with a Vietnamese dinner down Kingsland Road. During dinner, Pudz asked me a question which caught me slightly off guard and drove up my heartbeat. Located Pudz’s mates after din dins and joined them for a few drinks and a bop at the Joiner’s Arms.