Karaoke Knights

Frantically got the house back in order ahead of Rebecca's return. In between I was manically trying to get through the game I've been playing for the past couple of weeks to make room for the onslaught of other stuff to enjoy next month (AKA, the spooky season).

All this running around was put on hold by a big group night out on the town. Mark, Lucy, Danz Rebecca and I met up for Korean BBQ followed by some karaoke. I belted my little heart out to Born to Run alongside a few others, mostly though I was blown away by the amount of passion and talent my friend have for singing. That and the royalty free visuals and B-roll that occasionally accompanied a few of our tracks. We all had a great night together throug, solid little Saturday out. 

Mooncake Nightcap

Friday came and went, all in service of having a belated birthday hangout with Louis in the evening. There was Street Fighter, cheese & wine, couple of beers and even some Mooncake. Rebecca and Rachel were both away so today was very much for the boys, which will be in stark contrast to the upcoming Bake Off evenings. Chatting about games and our childhood never gets old with Louis, even better when we're playing games at the same time.

Happy Birthday Louis 2026

It was Louis' Birthday today, I dropped him a Steam code for a few more Street Fighter characters online while keeping my evening free in case he wanted to do something. He went to a sauna in the afternoon and literally sweated himself dry so he said what he'd like best is to just take it easy at home. I stayed back with the cat after work, Rebecca is up in London again meeting friends, leaving me to have a bachelor evening at home: oven pizza and video games. What a dreamy Thursday.

Nose Deep in Scripts

Quietly kept myself to myself at work so I could finally bury my nose into the scripts. It always helps to do this so I can answer any wacky questions that typically blindside use about animals, SFX and the like. That and I enjoy being an oracle of knowledge on a very niche front - that makes me useful in a bunch of different ways. It certainly beats lumping office furniture around anyway. In classic Production fashion, we only really got busy in the last hour of the day which meant we all left a bit later than we would like. I'm trying to draw better boundaries on this one about home time, so far it's working out.

Barista Life Beckons

Found cause to print off my ever handy 'How to Brew with a French Press' cheat sheet. It's a little document I've been fine tuning on jobs and often blue tack it to cupboard doors for the team. No matter where I go, the life of a barista beckons me back, especially when the show runner wants a good coffee.

After I packed the laptop down I met up with Mark, Lucy, Dan and Jamie for some drinks in town, because Jamie is a Doctor now! He's earned his PhD and that was worthy cause of celebration. Just kinda sweet to get everyone around a pub table on relatively short notice too. 

Sound Booth Be Gone

Our team got a little bigger, taking away a few of my covering responsibilities like the lunch run. Now I'm full time behindy desk, reading emails and quietly getting on with my work. The hardest part of my day was actually after work at Louis and Rachel's. Their Mk1 sound booth needed removing, which instantly triggered flashbacks to us putting it up in their bedroom - to this day it might just be the heaviest thing I have ever lifted so I went into this job tentatively. Turned out this was an easier gig, still some heavy lifting but mostly dealing with stubborn screws. Our work really freed up a lot of space back in their room, a job well done for sure, Rachel has already promised us baked goods as payment, and with Bake Off returning next week my body is so ready.

Cocktail Coma

Thank goodness I set the cat feeder last night, otherwise I'm certain the cat would have nudged me out of my cocktail coma. Calling it that makes it sound a lot worse than it was, in reality I was just lethargic and sleepy for most of the morning. My lunch consisted pf last night's leftovers which I scoffed while waiting for Rebecca to come back home from London. I treated her to the first cottage pie of the season when she came home - the first of many I'm sure. The last couple of hours were all about pushing down those end of the weekend feelings. Back to it tomorrow, let's see what next week brings.