I know the weekend is all but a distant memory now, but better late than never.
Saturday was nice. I went into town with my mum in the morning and we met my aunt for coffee. Surprisingly enough, I had a hot chocolate as I’m not a huge fan of the coffee in this particular establishment.
Then we went to Opera Lane where my mommy bought me a grey dress in Topshop. It’s onr of those ‘skater dresses’, long sleeved, and plain grey. Then I went to H&M and bought myself an organic cotton t-shirt for a tenner. It’s turquoise and has a sort of numph-style design on the front.
I met up with my friends, and we headed to see Mick Flannery in the Pav. It was an all-ages gig, but apparently under 18s were supposed to be accompanied by an adult. Ticket prices were cheaper for under 18s aswell. There were these two guys in the queue ahead of us and I asked them ‘Will you be our parents?’ which led to some laughs and chat about them being just friends, and would surely only pass as our slightly older brothers. But we got in without any questions anyway.
The Pav had tables out on the floor and candles on the tables.
The music was excellent and Mick was lovely. He’s shy and appears to be grumpy but is really rather funny.
“I’ve the stage presence of a sock. Not very useful in this line of business.”
After the gig, they put the Ireland England match on upstairs, and Liam joined me, an the others left, and then we finally left the Pav when the match was at 13-13. We are true Ireland supporters indeed. Then Liam and I went shopping. Well more like Liam shopped while I held his stuff and gave some constructive criticism. He should have bought the cardigan in H&M, but went with the Cormac-esque jumper instead. Anyway.
That evening, I met my parents for dinner in The Brick Oven. Formerly Proby’s Bistro, it’s located on Sullivan’s Quay and looks lovely both outside and in.
I had an amazing pasta dish with chicken, mushrooms and a cream sauce. With plenty of parmesan on the side, which I absolutely love. Their pizzas are fab too, and my dad actually commented how nice his steak was, and he meant it. Dessert was a delicious chocolate brownie sundae with warm brownies and ice-cream all together. Yum.
Sunday was Kinsale and homework. No surprise there.