McLovin' Does Oxford

September 19, 2009 9:11 PM

Up nice and early this morning as the Carpenter is due to arrive at 8AM so both Phil and I have to endure early start number 6 of the week. It's worth it though because by 11AM the Carpenter has done his job and hung and swung our new bathroom door in the opposite direction to what it used to be which gives us much more room to play with inside the bathroom. Both of us are really impressed with the difference it has made and I'm extra glad I made the decision to go with a glazed option too. It means we can close the bathroom door and still get lots of light into the hallway which I like.

We then have a bit of lunch, this time it's Phil's homemade nachos as we have both decided the Old El Paso ones are not quite right and our local Sainsburys has stopped stocking the Discovery versions. They are quite nice, but still not brilliant so I think we've some way to go to perfect this rather yummy Mexican dish!

After lunch we then head into Oxford early since the hairdresser has rung up asking if Phil can come in an hour early for his appointment.

Whilst Phil is getting his locks trimmed I wander around town and fail to purchase anything that I wanted. Oh, don't get me wrong there was plenty of stuff I liked but I'm waiting on my wedding outfit to actually arrive before I decide what accessories to get to match. I'm also struggling on the shoe front, but if push comes to shove I can wear the ones I wore when I got married. They are Gina, so I should probably wear them more than once!

When Phil comes out of the hairdressers we then have a look around to see if we can get him a pair of casual trousers and shirt for the wedding and fail miserably. And I thought I had a limited choice of clothes because of my size, well I think men might get even more of a raw deal!

With little success on the clothing front Phil decides he'd rather sink his money into a shakeaway, so he goes to get himself one and since there is a huge queue I sit outside on a bench and do people watching. It's quite fun and I have a play around with the settings on my camera phone and take some snaps of what people get up to in the Golden Cross Arcade (which is mostly eating, drinking and talking).

Phil then arrives back with his shake and it seems he's charmed the lady that served him as she aptly names the milkshake he has created (Parma violets, refreshers, popping candy) "The Mclovin" as she'd spied his t-shirt and commented that she loved the film too. I have to admit, I love shakeaway milkshakes too, but with the diet ongoing they are far more of treat than they used too be! You always get good customer services from the Shakettes too, which is boom too.

Milkshake consumed Phil then heads to the opticians to get his eyes tested and while he is doing that I do even more poking around town, mainly in Pia drooling at the sparkly stuff, and then head over to Boots to pick up Phil.

When I get there I wait around a bit and Phil turns up shortly followed by the optician who suggests they go have a chat in private... uh oh. That can only be ominous news I think to myself and sure enough it is meaning that Phil has been referred to the hospital for further treatment. Nothing to worry about too much I don't think but better to be safe than sorry, we certainly are not drawing any conclusions until he's been for a full set of tests.

We then have some dinner in Oxford since it is quite late and enjoy a Pizza at Pizza Express up until the point where the "most annoying family in Oxfordshire" park themselves not far from our table. I swear if I'd heard the mother calling her children "sweetie" or "darling" one more time I might have had to say something. Worst still she didn't seem to do talking, only shouting, a habit which appeared to have adopted the nasty brats too who also shouted a lot a seemed to be demanding whatever they wanted. Had they have been mine the story would have been very different. Certainly when I was a child we were not taken out anywhere unless we could behave like adults (with manners).

We finally make it home quite late but with enough time to catch a bit of TV before we head to bed since we're both exhausted.