Sunday, February 12, 2012

A new day

Well the day dawned bright and damned late. We were meant to go to breakfast, visit the market and go to the gym... well one of us was supposed to go. Of course what happened was one woke early and then slept in. There was barely time for morning mouse... it was not a good morning L In fact there wasn't enough time to go to the gym. But deciding to make the most of it we trotted off dutifully for breakfast.

Yes that is right, He left his lair... hell he even shaved and had the grace to smile. Though one did notice that He squinted a little in the bright light, but round here the light if fierce so that may have been a coincidence J We had breakfast in our favourite little hole in the wall cafe... where it was almost too hot to eat and where the conversation turned, as is to be expected, to Skyrim. For the entire breakfast might one add.

Then off we set to the markets. Now they aren't huge or particularly interesting markets, but one goes past them every Sunday on the way to work and thinks it would be so nice just to have the day off and wander round them. Besides He needed to leave the computer even if he wasn't so convinced. So wander them we did, as the sun blazed down with a ferocity that was both staggering and unpleasant.

After a while, in between comments about the light and the heat to which one tartly responded this is the outdoors... which wasn't exactly making one's case for being in it... He started to perk with interest at the food. And to question why we hadn't come here to eat. You know there wasn't a thing there that wasn't cooked in a lifetime's supply of fat... often its own. There was food there that one wouldn't even consider putting in one's body... or that of the worst enemy. Finally the heat drove us to the supermarket where we lingered by the frozen cabinet and wondered out loud if they would notice us setting up camp in their store.

Eventually we were driven out... we figured it was better if we left before we were asked to leave... and returned home... back to Skyrim. It seems it is a land of snow and ice. And the soundtrack of howling gales, along with the fan at full blast can almost make you believe it isn't sweltering. Well that was His excuse at any rate...

The day was not completely lost... The heat started to crank up along with the humidity. By late afternoon it was so bad He offered to take one out to dinner... we still had a comp from that disastrous work Christmas do. It was an offer one gladly accepted, even if it did mean having to put on clothes and going back there...

Oh my, didn't He have complainer on his file... never in the history of that place has a meal turned up so quickly or a plate been cleared so fast. You really could not fault the service or most of the food. The steak still has a large question mark over it though... see normally a very rare steak bleeds. This one did not and the meat was a particularly fluorescent shade of red and a rather strange texture. In fact one is still not convinced it was real steak as much as one of those reconstituted ones. At any rate we will not be dining there again. No one likes to question the authenticity of their steak.

And so we wandered home in the rain and the humidity, which had managed to turn it up a notch if that was possible, sated if mildly disturbed. Reaching our destination He fled back to Skyrim while one fled to the bedroom and air-con. To be lulled to sleep by TV and the realisation that He had made it through an entire dinner without once mentioning Skyrim. Man that must have made Him twitch on the inside... even more than the steak J

2 comments:

Vixen B-Ab said...

I have always felt that it is best if you have separate interests as well as ones in common...

Master's piece said...

Quite agree, in fact the only interest we have in common, apart from each other and visual mediums, is RPGing. And that is more of a command performance than common interest to be honest :)