Monday, November 5, 2007

Variety is the spice of life

This time two days ago I was sitting in a very decadent little club in Chancery Lane drinking champagne, eating finger-sliced cucumber sandwiches and scones and watching some excellent burlesque cabaret involving, among other things, peacock feathers and chocolate eclairs.

Afternoon Tease is just that - good old fashioned tea and cake with plenty of titilation thrown in. I wore my finest shoes - a black satin pair with bows at the back and vertiginous silver stilleto heels, courtesy of my lovely little sister. I felt fabulous. The girls were mesmerisingly sexy and the cakes were divine. The only slight fly in the ointment was the yummy new mummy to my right who spent 45 minutes telling me the story of her monstrous birth. On the other hand it was a wise reminder of the importance of remembering to take one's oral contraceptives, something I have been a tad laissez-faire about lately, for no reason other than general dizziness. Not clever, I admit.

I resisted the call of the karaoke bar afterwards and headed home after spending far too much money during a champagne/burlesque-fuelled trip to Selfridges en route. I realise now that red lacy french knickers and silk panties which tie up at the sides are completely impractical in terms of potential a) VPL and b) total fall-out (gah) but they seemed like a good idea at the time. Needless to say MC is a happy man which I suppose is what it's all about. I have no intention of ever wearing either of them out in public.

I spent Sunday morning in a secret nuclear bunker. Seriously. MC and I were on our way to check out a farm we'd seen ont'telly (we are that shallow - and also they do very good sausages, no euphemism intended) when MC realised that this crazy place he'd heard about was on the way. It is really incredible. It's in the middle of fields and woodland and appears to be deserted - you just wander in, pick up an audio guide and head down this loooooong tunnel to the reinforced steel doors which guard the bunker entrance. The whole thing was designed to keep 600 people alive for 3 months in the event of nuclear war and, scarily, was only decommissioned 13 years ago. The walls are 10 feet thick and it's packed with old equipment - telexes, BBCB computers, a radio studio and clunky mobile phones that I haven't seen since the early 80s. It even contained a rather sinister old fashioned medical bay with basic operating equipment... next to the coffins. Nice touch.

All in all a productive weekend and the last one in quite a while that is truly my own. MC and I have been invited down to stay with his parents next weekend. It will be my inaugural visit and I'm secretly rather nervous. Undoubtedly it will be a weekend of sensible pants and no champagne.

9 comments:

Grace said...

There is no such thing as sensible pants....

I wear totally impractical ones to uni everyday... just hide them with a slightly thicker skirt etc

Plus, it'd drive MC mad if he knew you were sitting there making polite convo with his parents while you were dressed like that... He'd drag you off after the hellos :-)

serendipity said...

I was in Chancery Lane today.

So when you are staying at his folks, will you be in separate rooms?

Confuddled said...

Oh I've been so keen to go to a burlesque club for ages. Am jealous!

almostwitty.com said...

Pics! Pics! Pics!

Sheriously, burlesque and bunkers. Does life get any finer for you? *harumph*

Then again, suspenders and knickers are a tad over-rated. Basques on the other hand...

Peas on Toast said...

Oh man! A secret bunker with 80s gadgets and coffins...just up my street, no really. I would've thoroughly enjoyed that :)

As for an entire weekend with his parentals, are you INSANE? Just kidding, but being the type prone to performance anxiety, I'd be shitting myself. Good luck, gooood luck babe - rather you than me!

zuzula said...

Grace - you little minx! I might just have to do that (or at least, tell him it's what I'm doing)

Serendipity - funnily enough that was my first question too! Apparently we will be allowed to cohabit.

Confuddled - we should get a few girlfriends together and go (although I realise this wasn't part of your original burlesque plan). I'd love to go back - it was excellent!

Almostwitty - oh man, if you like basques you'd have loved it. there was one made almost entirely out of peacock feathers

Peas - am terrified honey. I've seen Meet the Fockers ;) Was inspired by your successful visit. I wish we could just go for the afternoon but they're too far away. MUST NOT GET TOO DRUNK...

silverfox said...

You'll be fine, I traveled across the world just to meet my outlaws, I did it, we had much fun and we did have enough alcohol to kill a small whale so make good while the sun is shining my Dear, it is a little nerve recking though I must admit but they'll love you, we did!

fake adult said...

Sensible pants? Are they the ones with crotches?

I'm sure they'll love you, Zu - how could anyone not?!

x

zuzula said...

Silverfox & FA - thank you darlings, I love you too! (FA your crotchless pants outfit was inspirational)