So that was the end of a dark week at Shep Towers. Less said the better about that.
However…I had some high praise in my placement feedback and a reminder that I really need to get over myself sometimes. My course is hard but I am good at this being a Social Worker game.
We had a much needed night out on Saturday though and a trawl around the scutter bars on Union Street until we could bear it no more and went to Annabels. I got trashed for the first time in months but I was quite well behaved for me until the end of the night when my new Faith strappy stillettos got the better of me!
Tags: drinking, plymouth, union street
May 19, 2008 at 12:52 pm |
the only heels i can do now are wedges!! no stilettos for me x
May 19, 2008 at 3:08 pm |
I was down the street myself, Union rooms in fact around the witching hour, for my sins & I wasn’t even drinking! I couldn’t persuade ppl to go Annabels. Some proper weirdo’s out, how can clipping girls round the head get you anywhere!!
May 20, 2008 at 1:47 am |
Pretty shoes! How did they get the better of you? Trouble walking? 🙂
May 20, 2008 at 10:51 am |
matt – how can they not want to go to annabels!? it rocks!
me – just sore all over by the end of the night – plus last night i nearly fell off them!
May 20, 2008 at 10:01 pm |
Those are quite the shoes. It must be impossible to remain upright in them whilst drunk!
May 25, 2008 at 7:01 pm |
I have to echo Perpetual’s comment – I can’t imagine remaining vertical in those shoes – although they are pretty shoes (for some reason I want to grab my guitar and start strumming an old George Micheal song to your shoes “dum, de dum de dum” :))
take care there
hugs
M