oh the things we've seen

so this weekend we vegged out to big brother on friday, went out with Elizabeth and Will on saturday and watched england win a world cup game on sunday. sounds pretty tame. allow me to fill in the juicy details.

On friday, we were merely on a search for microwave popcorn when we saw a mental patient fighting with hospital workers. And as he ran from them, the poor man nearly lost his trousers in the middle of the street. we didnt see anything...but it was noted by other onlookers that he didnt have any pants on...which in england means he wasnt wearing any underwear. Later that night on our new tv obsession, Lisa was evicted from the big brother house.

On saturday morning, John got his haircut, and I got to watch the italian barber butcher his luscious locks. In the afternoon, we went to the post office to pay our Telvision Tax, but it was closed. Yes you have to pay to watch your tv here, but its well worth it for no commercials fabulous programmes and unbiased radio stations. Saturday night, we went out to some great old pubs with our great new friends. And after our great drinks we had a great adventure. The tube stops running around midnight...and we had to take the night buses. They all depart from the center of the city...and we were glad to learn how to get around in the wee hours of the night. Upon arrival in our nice quiet lil' street we were shocked to learn that there is a night club just around the corner...and as we passed it, a girl fight broke out. And all the bouncer could scream was "get the small one, get ... the.... small one!" it was hilarious. scooter riders were clapping and jeering.

On sunday, we got to kitten-sit for an adorble little terror named Ronnie. Ok he was fun, but we liked him best when he was sleeping on the chair. His energy level was unreal and we just couldnt keep up. John nicknamed him thumper because his paws were noisy as he sped around. He really took a liking to John. Check out the pictures of his crazy tree climbing in the garden in our photo gallery link. It was nice to have a pet in our home even if just on loan for a day (from our landlady).

On monday, a lovely unknown animal left a huge pile of poo on our door mat. Yes I did say poo. I didnt photo document it for obvious reasons, but I would like to point out the unusual nature of the incident. We are guessing that it was from a dog, but for a dog to get to our door step he would have to get through a latched gate and travel down a flight of stairs. I think an owner would notice if their dog were able to accomplish this. If it were my dog, I surely wouldnt be rude enough to leave the business on my neighbors door mat.

By the way, I stepped in it in my new shoes. Maybe thats why I am so cross about it.