Stubnitz
Was up late last night after a fabulous meal at Katie + Jimmy’s (they’re leaving town for good tomorrow), then up again very early to take Jo to the airport. Not best pleased then to be called into work on my way home (why did I even answer the phone?), but luckily managed to get out of it after an hour or so, blagged a free cooked breakfast, and went home to sleep for a few hours. Nice one.
This was just as well because there was a party on the Stubnitz tonight (it’s a boat moored at the NDSM Werf in Noord), which of course would not be finishing ’til about 6am. It was really brilliant, actually (first time I’ve been), and in any case what other kind of party starts with a (free) ferry ride in the middle of the night beneath the glittering lights of Amsterdam before climbing up ye olde gangplank onto a fucking great beast of a vessel, complete with huge floodlights beaming into the sky?
Only problem was the journey home – I had my bike, it’s a very very long way from home, and it was raining like buggery. By the time I got home myself and everything I was wearing was soaked through, and there was nothing for it but to climb under the covers and sleep the whole day though, only getting up to make toast with jam and herbal tea. By the time I got up Saturday had been and gone and it was dark again.
