After my big night out I was good for nothing so I stayed in and watched films all day Friday which was lovely.
Mrs Jones came to stay in the evening and on Saturday I helped her unpack a ton of stuff into her new shop. The Actor watched the football with his friends. How brilliant were Barcelona? I'm no expert on football but it was clear in the first five minutes that Man U had no chance.
Sunday was The Actor and I's anniversary. We've been together for five years now since getting together at our friend Andy Lincoln's stag night on May Bank Holiday 2006. I took all twenty nine boys to Fabric and The Actor never left. I have no idea where the time's gone! He's still the best boyfriend ever.
The lovely Andy
We go out to enough fancy restaurants and we both wanted something more relaxed so I booked a table at one of our favourite places, the fantastic Royal Oak in Columbia Road which is five minutes from home.
Columbia Road has it's famous flower market every Sunday. There's lots of great independent shops, bars and restaurants. The whole area has a Dickensian feel, it was built in 1860 and has cobbled streets and Victorian lighting.
Most of the stallholders have been there for generations. I always go late when you can pick up some great bargains. I saw a brilliant orange tree for £20 and a giant olive but I managed to resist buying them, plus I'd have had to cart them home after a big lunch.
The Royal Oak is a great pub
There's a lovely dining room upstairs decorated with art deco furniture
We had Bloody Mary's, some Champagne and a dozen oysters
We shared roast rib of beef with a huge homemade Yorkshire pudding
And the roast belly of pork with apple sauce. It looks a bit radioactive with the flash on, it wasn't burnt either, the crackling was perfect. We were tempted by the chocolate mousse and the gooseberry fool but didn't have room. The Sunday lunch is excellent at the Royal Oak and booking is essential for the upstairs dining room.
In the evening Giles, Phoebe and Neil came over for drinks then Giles left as he had to catch a plane early in the morning and Phoebe and Neil went off to the Ponystep party in Clerkenwell.
I've hardly seen The Actor as he's been away filming a lot over the last three months so we stayed in with another bottle of Jack Daniels and Coke, he played guitar for a bit then the iPods came out and we blasted out music and danced all night. There was lots of the Stones, Dylan, De La Soul, punk, dance music, all sorts.
The tune of the night had to be Iggy Pop's The Passenger. There was a lot of leaping around going on to this. Luckily my neighbours are used to it.
I love Iggy. Isn't this a beautiful picture?
Here's a blurred shot of The Actor and I on Monday morning
I think I've had a sugar overload with all that Coca Cola and I have a free afternoon, so I'm back in bed with my laptop where I shall be catching up with everyone at long last. It's the first weekend in ages I've not been online, I've missed you all!
I hope you had a fabulous Bank Holiday weekend xxx