Unexpected Night Out

Well, that was a reasonably quiet weekend – the first for some time where we had nothing planned. I even managed a prolonged bout of Warcracking, which I haven’t done for some time.

On Friday we wandered into the West End after work. I wanted to get an SD memory card for my shiny new Lenovo tablet and ellefurtle was beguiled by the thought of the newly updated iPod Touch. First up was the SD Card. In the end I just bought a 16GB upgrade. I wanted more, but unlike other memory, SD cards seem to be ludicrously expensive. The 16GB was about £15, but prices went up exponentially after that. In time, I shall buy a 32GB (or 64GB) card and switch the 16GB to my little Nokia phone, which acts as my spare. For now though, 32GB in total on the tablet, should mean that I can hold movies and TV locally for watching on the move. Possibly some books and stuff, too.

The Apple Cathedral Store on Regent Street is being refurbished. The number of acolytes gathering there is undiminished, but the floor space is about a fifth of its normal capacity. It took us rather longer to find the iPod we wanted in the crush, but eventually we found it and now Furtle has a splendid shocking pink model, which works very well with the wifi/Bluetooth speakers we have dotted around the Gin Palace (I must buy another so we can pair them up as stereo speakers rather than the glorious mono we have at the moment).

After all this, we walked to Bond Street Tube to catch the Central Line home. We were, of course, closer to Oxford Circus, but the hope was that we would have more space to play with getting on at Bond Street. Maybe we should have walked back one stop further. Furtle got a seat, but I didn’t and the carriage soon filled up. As usual, the Central Line was like a blast furnace, so it was not the most enjoyable journey. We had decided already that we would get off at Leytonstone and nip into the Luna Lounge, a tiny bar/music venue for a couple of snorters before going home. In the end, the couple of drinks ended up being followed by a meal at the Olive restaurant, near the bus terminus and then back to the Luna Lounge to meet Elle’s sister, Alix and jfs for yet more drinks and a spot of live music from Crème de Chèvre a strange little four piece which, in the words of their own advertising blurb, have been ‘playing other people’s music in silly ways since 2008’.

It is an experience to say the least, to hear the guitar solo from ‘Free Bird’ played on a ukulele…

We got home about 12.30 in the morning, completely knackered, but happy.