Last week, it was my birthday!
I turned 33, a nice satisfyingly symmetrical albeit large and scary number! In contrast to previous years, I kept it completely low key this year, but still celebrated in two parts as is traditional - on the Saturday closest to the day, and on the day itself.
Actually, three parts, if we want to get technical.
On the Saturday before, I had all these great plans, which were systematically ruined by the British weather. I had planned to go to a brand-new crazy golf course not far from my east London flat - it's Moby Dick themed and looks amazing. Sadly, it poured all morning, so I cancelled.
This is when they were building it, but how great does this look?
It's the Premier Inn behind the ship that really makes it, I think.
The next plan was to go bowling! Woo hoo! Who doesn't love bowling? Sadly, All Star Lanes was fully booked. Sad trombone.
So instead, I gathered the last stragglers of the group who were originally coming to play crazy golf (if there's one thing guaranteed to curse attendance of birthday plans, it's changing said plans. Apart from the weather, obvs), and we instead went for food (everyone) and a beer (me) at All Star Lanes and a mooch around Beyond Retro. Oh, and a hard milkshake (also me)!
These are all candids from phones as sometimes it's more important to enjoy your birthday than have the specific goal to turn it into a blog post!
Always have your beer with a cocktail umbrella on your birthday!
Five beautiful ladies joined me at All Star. They were:
Jeni and Katie
Moi and Sadie
We then went to Beyond Retro where I bought some cowboy boots for £12 before decamping to the awesome (or dare I say ace) Ace Hotel on Shoreditch High Street. It's like a mid-century-ish dream in there, the food and drinks are nice, even if not cheap... and when the waitress overheard that it was my birthday, she brought me this! So nice!
More beer! Are you sensing a theme?
That night, I met up with Bethan and a few others and headed to Last Resort, always just the best night out ever. Well, this side of 2004, anyway.
On the day of my actual birth, last Monday, I did something I have not done in nearly two decades... I went to a theme park!
Thorpe Park used to be the crapper version of Chessington World of Adventures - smaller and with no good rides. Then, they started getting all the good rollercoasters! Sadly, in the meantime I got myself a boyfriend who hates both heights and rollercoasters.
He had no problem with the more sedate, 'family friendly' rides, like Rhumba Rapids, pictured above. I did manage to persuade him to go on Colossus though. An excellent difference in facial expressions can be clearly seen! Hehe.
For the rest of the big ones, I was on my own! I queued for Swarm for the longest.
You could choose to go forwards or backwards - I went forwards!
Here you can see me (or not) plummeting on Stealth - the fastest rollercoaster in Europe. On my own, of course.
Sean did go on Tidal Wave with me, which Jeni warned me about. You get wet through like you've jumped in a pool! That was the basis behind wearing a Fleur dress - repro for durability, cotton for quick drying! Luckily it was a beautiful day, so I wasn't drenched for long...
Last, but definitely not least, stop on my birthday adventure was the Ace Cafe - home of the famous Ton Up Boys (and girls) and Rockers in the 50s and 60s!
And that was my birthday. Who's up for a road trip to Alton Towers next year? I'll leave Sean at home. ;)