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IAN! 2: Electric Boogaloo

So, the Weekend of Sociability is at an end - although there is a week of sociability to come. But yesterday was filled with activity - lunching with biascut, glitzfrau, leedy, barsine, daegaer and other non-LJ folk in the always-craptastic Central Hotel, before heading off to, um, watch West Ham play.....another football team which I can't remember. You see, Ms T has been far away from premiership football for some time, and misses it greatly, so she, her beau, barsine, barsine's beau, our chum J-Gu and I all trotted off to complete the difficult task of finding a nice pub which also happened to contain a TV - the pubs we frequent (um, the Stag's) are blissfully telly free. So we all had to wrack our brains and try and remember (a) what other decent pubs actually exist in this city and (b) which of them have tellies.

But our memories didn't fail us and we ended up in Mulligans, where the telly was actually showing the rugby but which is a nice place which, possibly because of the dark walls and dark wood, always faintly reminds me of the Buttery circa 1995. And so we settled down around a table for a riotous afternoon, in the course of which conversation (naturally) turned to a certain ad for a restorative lemon-flavoured drink featuring two evil office workers. Isabel and Chris had, of course, never seen this terrible advertisment, so it was explained to them (barsine drew our attention to what is indisputably the funniest part of the whole dreadful thing - the bit when, after Ian has explained the cause of his recovery and brandished the box of Lemsip proudly, the evil co-worker actually reaches out a grasping hand to take the little box and Ian draws back, all "hey, keep your hands off the Lemsip Max Strength!"). We were just laughing about this, when suddenly a familiar face appeared on the pub TV - it was IAN himself and his slimy comrade! I think I may have squeaked very loudly. Actually, I know I did. If I don't watch out, I'll actually start liking that ad....

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leedy
Feb. 14th, 2005 11:53 am (UTC)
If I don't watch out, I'll actually start liking that ad....

You LOVE it. It is your FAVOURITE. Ian is your SECRET BOYFRIEND, and you long to have sordid Lemsip-snorting binges with him.
stellanova
Feb. 15th, 2005 11:37 am (UTC)
*sobs* It's true, it's all true!
barsine
Feb. 14th, 2005 02:09 pm (UTC)
It really is insinuating itself into every area of my life; ... my beau signed himself 'Eeeeeeen' in an email today!
stellanova
Feb. 14th, 2005 11:37 pm (UTC)
Oh, no! This is going too far....

Did he like his spiced bickies, by the way?
biascut
Feb. 14th, 2005 02:46 pm (UTC)
Thank you SO MUCH for your hospitality! You are a STAR, and I hope I get a chance to reciprocate in York some time.

We ran away from the LJ meetup. It was scaaaary.
stellanova
Feb. 14th, 2005 11:38 pm (UTC)
Heh, yes, I gathered as much.

And, you're welcome! It was lovely having you (and Helen) to stay. You are welcome back any time!
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