Love You Short Time...

Following a long morning at work and a quite traumatic Medieval Monsters Lecture, I was looking forward to cheap cider about as much as the yummy mummies of Dulwich look forward to the opening of yet another baby boutique on Lordship Lane. Don't ask.

So I went to the Student Union and that was where the chaos began. £1.20 for a pint of cider and black and a full packet of cigarettes. I drank one, then Sam turned up and I drank another one, and then Kerry kindly bought me one for my looming birthday - that was the third pint. Laura was moaning about being hungry so after buying some raffle tickets to buy the Goldsmiths Rugby Team a new kit, we all stumbled perilously across New Cross Road for what was promised to be some good food.

Funny how that never happens.

There's a little blink-and-you'll miss it restaurant across the road from Goldsmiths college called Noodle and Rice. I think it once was an Indian restaurant that changed hands. In short - it was dire. I didn't resent too much paying nearly £5 for what can only be described as udon in stock with a teeny bit of fried tofu chucked on the top - this is London after all, I have paid far more for far worse, but the service was pretty awful. Sam and I ordered sushi to share which was forgotten, so we cancelled it, and then it turned up as we were about to leave, by which time we are in no mood to eat it. Everybody else's looked less than appetising and poor Fabio didn't even get fed at all.

Fabio and Matthew ran off and hid behind the Marquess of Granby which resulted in Sam and I being embroiled in a drunken war of words with the manager of the restaurant who insisted we should pay. We managed to wriggle out of it, but she still wanted the boys' addresses. Presumably so she can go round and collect the money? Doubtful. Following this, we all went back to the evils' house for more wine, cigarettes and tales of embarrassing sexual experiences. Lucky for us the Trivial Pursuit remained in the box.

The funniest part was when I woke up this morning to see that Mike had set up a Facebook group called 'Noodle and Rice: Love You Short Time'. The description is as follows:

For refusing to feed Fabio, serving chicken in yellow shit, forgetting Sam and Gemma's sushi, making Laura feel ill and making us all piss in the dark. Bad times.

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=317443210575