Lazy Bones With Miss S and DP

I love a Phillip Green sponsored dine, they're always reliable for taking us to the newest coolest places and for having the best gossip.

This time we went to Lazy Bones, an American diner type place in Farringdon. Pulled pork burgers and cheese smothered fries were a speciality, the cocktails were delish, and I loved how you could design your own popcorn flavours with their flavour shakers.

Hannah Gale talked a lot about her sex life and about the time she appeared in FHM. She was a high street honey then and she's a high street honey working for LOOK now...some things never change.

Thanks PG! X

Fashion Snacks

Any person who works in fashion and is skinny is obviously mean to their interns. Check out this loot, given to us a thank you from LOOKs amazing interns.

Now get back in the cupboard and do the returns. And make me a cup of tea and open my post while you're at it.

Greg Hunting

He flirted with us all at his diabolical restaurant in Borough and requested Jodie partake in phone sex. Deary me I've missed Greg Wallace.

So on Saturday we went GW hunting at his restaurant in Putney.

Food wise, it was a vast improvement on the Borough branch, not a strawberry jus/crumble sprinkle in sight, and instead lovely fresh salads, home made quiches, delish chicken kebabs...much better.

Sadly, there was no sign of the man himself, however the obligatory win a date with Wallace cards were still on the tables. The lengths that man will go to for a date is beyond me. And no I didn't fill the cards out with Jodie's name (again).

Aintree Ladies Day With Matalan

Tan, spanx, ladylike dress, heels, proper make up and a fascinator - us LOOK girls were showing those scousers how it's done yesterday. I even made my eyebrows extra defined for the occasion, hello scouse brow.

This was my inspiration.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2303866/Aintree-2013-Tights-short-supply-Liverpool-As-snow-sweeps-brrrrave-ladies-Aintree.html

The day began drinking champers in first class on the train up to Liverpool. At 8.30am.
Good start.

We watched a great Matalan fashion show, placed some bets, watched some races, lost some money, oh and drank a lot of champagne and wine.

On the menu was smoked salmon with a mini Bloody Mary - we were unsure what drinking etiquette was most appropriate given the mini size, and settled on just knocking it back. Then we had stuffed chicken breast with veg and lastly the most amazing raspberry topped lemon panacotta with chocolate ice cream. And just in case we were still hungry, we had afternoon tea too. Although instead of tea we just drank wine out of the tea cups, we weren't fooling anybody.

On the train home we drank yet more wine out of mugs, so by the time we arrived into Euston at 8.20pm, and after a 12 hour drinking stint, I was unsurprisingly worse for wear. I was subsequently put to bed by Sam, who was eagerly awaiting my arrival after having to rescue me from the streets of Marylebone. A bad end to an amazing day. Thanks Matalan! Sorry Sam.

Eichler

Pasta Making

No pasta machine? No problem. An ideal way to roll out your pasta is by using your feet. On the kitchen floor. Environmental health would be proud.

India - night 1

So non blog has inspired me to get back in the blogging saddle. Sorry eichler, youve been holding the fort for far too long.

Me, the hippy and still got it, never lost it wanless, hit cafe del mar, which was not iN the costa del sol as it sounds but in varkalaaaaa, keralaaaaa, indiaaaaaaa ( later to be the only lyrics of the fat hippies bongo chants)

The food was off da hook deeeeeelish, we had king prawn tandoori, fish korma and fish jalfrezi with raitha (my new fave yoghurt dish) accompanied by garlic naan and rice,

oh and a smaaaall side of chips.. Whatevs, don't judge.













Even my fragile stomach had no problems, gutted, looks like ill have to do project rexi the proper way. Grrrrrrr. #tapwateranyone?

With full bellies we hit the rock and roll bar, with the customary bottle of spike, I mean water. After a couple of Vod oranges, everyone became good looking? Weird that. Who knew we had such a penchant for the locals?! Still getting those whassap's Hannah?

They even let us put our own iPods on, which was fine until Dolly Parton 'jolene' came
On and the dance floor cleared. #embarr #mumsongs.

And then we safetly (don't read mum) got a lift home with Craig David and a hottie from mile
End #whatarethechances?#homefromhome

While we listened to gangster rap and swigged whiskey out the bottle. #holdmeback #toozeeexxxytoohandle










Still managed to get up in time for a run along the beach and yoga. Ahhhhhh this is the life.
Til next time Nellist.

Ps, how many Xmas decorations are too many??

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Shirley valentines last Indian supper

Greetings from Kerela, yep non-blog has come out of the hippy woodwork for a one off India special.

After a week in paradise with batweasel and 'Got her mojo back' Nellist I ended my hols (yep this was a proper holiday, not one paid for by IPC) with this veg thali, costing a whopping £1.30- Gotta watch the rupee's now we're jobless eh.

The scene is set, we're eating off banana leaves in a little hut, all very Spititual apart from we're listening to Snoop Dog and i'm dancing like the mother f-ing D.O double Geeee #embarrasingmumstyle #whocareswe'redangeranimals

But this taste sensation was the perfect meal to end to my indian style day, spent barefoot (havianna breakage), fashioning myself a homemade turban to avoid sunstroke, whilst riding on the back of 20 year olds motorbike #propershirleyvalentinemoment.

And after 5 weeks in India, with a suitcase full of spices (and xmas decorations random I know but you'll be jels next December) I can safely say I still NOT bored of curry. It is by far the greatest food on earth.

Until next time
Peace, love, bongo's and happiness
Non blog x
❤👳❤