Le Weekend

With just a day to tidy the house and get organised after coming back from holiday, we had friends Debs and Mick to stay with us for the weekend. They arrived Friday afternoon and we soon settled down to some chat and games on the Nintendo wii and a sports quiz on Buzz, either side of dinner. It was a good laugh. On Saturday, we had a surprise planned for our guests - tickets to see We Will Rock You in London. We got the train and tube to Tottenham Court Road, found the pub called The Tottenham which we'd been in before and is very appropriate for a bunch of Spurs supporters. We had over an hour to kill before the matinee performance and so propped up the bar. Then we crossed the road to the theatre and walked through the doors, which was the point at which Debs and Mick found out what the mystery was. It's the third time John and I have seen it and has become my favourite show. It was a mostly different cast from last time (presumably because it was the matinee) and although I thought the actors weren't quite as good as the others, it was still hugely enjoyable again. It was spoiled a little by the fact that Debs' mobile phone disappeared - maybe pick pocketed at some stage during the interval when we popped over to the pub. She gave her details to the theatre in case it showed up and as there was an o2 shop just opposite, Debs had the phone stopped. Shame.

When we got home, John fixed us a bite to eat and we sat down to watch the rugby world cup final between England and South Africa. Not a very memorable match and unfortunately South Africa beat us 15-6. However, there was a very debatable try ruled out for England where the officials looked to the video playback for confirmation. Mark Cueto's foot was adjudged to have touched the sideline before he placed the ball down but they took ages to come to this conclusion. It was a cruel blow and England failed to recover from that. Despite the loss, we should still feel proud of the lads for getting to the final which looked a hugely unlikely prospect at the start of the tournament.

After another of John's hearty breakfasts (although tamed down a bit upon request) Debs and Mick left for the long journey home about 10:45. We really enjoyed their company and it was nice to spend longer than an hour with them, which is the usual stint before a Spurs match.

During the next few hours, John and I caught up with some TV programmes recorded from Saturday night. Late afternoon, Chris, Sandy and the children popped in. Chris was called upon to look at my laptop which has suddenly stopped connecting to the internet. Seems there is nothing his expertise could do and a new network card is in order. Late evening, I caught up with Paula on msn. I'd missed our chats whilst I'd been away and I didn't get to bed until almost 1am. I like to be busy but tomorrow I will have a day off.