Had a horrible start to the wkend, Tom found out on Friday that his gran who he is so close to has got terminal cancer, they didn't even know she was ill, just had some tests this week and was told Friday that she's got cancer, it's spread all over and there's nothing they can do for her

After this I thought Tom would want to change our wkend plans but as Freddie said - 'The Show Must Go On' and we ended up having a great wkend.
Fri - met Tom in Kew after work for dinner and a few warming Amarettos before we headed ice-skating. OMG I can't remember the last time I had so much fun, I hadn't been ice skating since I was at school but did used to think of myself as a bit of a Jane Torville

Anyway within 30 seconds of getting back on the ice I was shimmying around doing my stuff

Unfortunately Tom couldn't quite get the hang of this ice skating malarky and it was absolutely hilarious watching him try to master the art

I likened him to a Marshmallow man on ketamine

And the best thing was that he had no control over what he was doing and was like a ball of destruction - Hurricane Tom knocking over kids, the elderly, anything that happened to be in his path and then falling in a heap on the floor
Sat - headed out early to meet Jon and Becki and their friends in Plan B for a few drinks and then went to Brixton Academy for The Chemical Brothers. Urgh urgh urgh, if I ever needed a reminder why I hate going to see live acts this served the purpose. Musicwise The Chemicals were good but the type of people that go to these things - pissed up scumbags in skanky clothes barging into you

Best thing was Rach popping up, she'd been shopping in Wimbledon and somehow ended up in Brixton haggling tickets from ticket touts

Managed to escape at 12.30 and went to the sanctuary of Ministry. Ministry was lots of fun, I didn't even get into the Box til 4am cos I was enjoying the Bar so much - Jazzy was on top form and then nice man Rob Mutiny was up next. Then went into the Box although I wasn't expecting much of NDSM cos the last 2 times they've been very average, but they were on great form, like the early NDSM sets. Kidnapped Jon and Bec and their friends and went back to ours. Just making the first lucozades and we hear this massive bang (everyone was going what's that, I said 'oh it must be one of the neighbours falling out of bed'

), it wasn't til we put the TV on to watch Match of the Day and it wasn't on and they were talking bout this big explosion that we realised the country had blown up
Spent yesterday drinking, first lot of Kidnapees left early afternoon and then Jon and Bec yesterday evening (shadows of their former selves

) and then I made Tom open all his Christmas presents
Just woke up now and our flat is like a total scene of devastation and I've got to go out and buy more wrapping paper and wrap up all Tom's presents again
