The Quality Chop House - London
I have to write a quick post about this place. We went there for dinner after I forced my boyfriend to help me with some research at The Family Records Centre (which he didn’t really enjoy!). The food was brilliant, as was the service and the wine. Go there!
I made the mistake of channel hopping to see if anything was happening and it is. This is what I like to see, the police doing their job.
I spent the first day of my holiday cleaning the flat. Not very exciting you may think (and you would be right). However, my boyfriend lent the hoover to a friend and it wasn’t returned for three months! So there was plenty of dirt to hoover up.
I was thinking of going out today (honest) but now there’s no need, I can watch ‘Breaking News’ from the comfort of the sofa.
Yippee, my holiday from work has officially started, I now have 11 days until I have to get back on public tranport.
My holiday has grown to epic proportions in my mind for some reason. Not that my job is stressful or hard but I am looking forward to having a break.
I have to complain about my boyfriend. I know I’ve said he’s lovely, but he reads my blog and quotes it back to me! That’s the problem with him being the technical side of the relationship, he knows all my paswords and nothing is sacred anymore, not even my small piece of cyber head space. he even told his friends…
I have had such a lovely weekend, I almost managed to get away without leaving the flat today.
I spent most of the day scanning: photographs, certificates and bits of ephemera. My lovely boyfriend photographed all my medals, buttons and other bits and pieces.
I also put a few more people into my family tree, the total now is 242 !
He has been working on getting flikr to talk directly to my website so every time the gedcom file is uploaded it won’t mess up the file path for the images. Hopefully I will see all his efforts working soon.
Today I’ve been mainly sleeping. Two weeks of worrying about how to get to and from work safely have taken their toll and I’m absolutely knackered.
I’ve been thinking how nice it would be to be a Victorian lady. I would wear lovely clothes, a corset and have strange hair dos.
More importantly, I’d be so well off I wouldn’t need to go to work in the City, I wouldn’t need to get the tube either, ever.
I would spend my days having my friends round for tea in the morning, and in the afternoon I would do fancy embroidery things for the local church. Sounds lovely to me.
My lovely boyfriend borrowed a scanner for me, so when I haven’t been sleeping I’ve been busy scanning everything I own. He has been playing with flikr so I can have all my photos, certificates and things linked to my family tree. More of that later…
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