Monday Roast

It was Megan's birthday on Saturday, and sadly she had too much work to party so we celebrated instead with a Monday Roast when everyone was free. We did mark her birthday on Saturday by buying her a fish though!? Mr Fish is a lovely addition to the mayhem in flat 408, though I do worry for his health...

Everyone was told to bring their own plate and cutlery to the Old Tote, which is a big 'common building' with a huge TV room and a kitchen upstairs with several ovens etc. which you can book to cook group suppers, for 7.45pm to meet together for Megan's birthday meal. Most people (namely the girls) chipped in to help cook and together we whipped up a roast chicken, roast beef, carrots, broccoli, roast potatoes, yorkshire puddings, roast butternut squash and several vats of gravy. Here's a picture of everyone tucking in:

It was DELICIOUS and so nice to have a little taste of home. The Americans/Australian's weren't so sure about the yorkshire puds though...

It was great to get everyone together again as because I'm working at the weekends, I don't get a huge amount of time just to do nothing, so it was a good catch-up opportunity. Adam had had a haircut and I nearly didn't recognise him, Meagan's boyfriend was visiting from Scotland, Josie had come third in a duathlon (run, bike, run) race and has now got a job at the Italian restaurant next to my bar called Eastbank, and Jack and Stan had somehow acquired a shopping trolley!?

Josie 3rd position on the right after her race - despite being poorly!

The birthday girl in a shopping trolley....

As I didn't do much of the cooking because I had lectures until late I helped wash up and then we sang happy birthday to Megan with a brownie cake (which was still very undercooked in the middle, but burnt on top....) and a homemade candle made out of a rolled up piece of cardboard held together with a hair tie (lovely bit ot handiwork by Ailsa there!). Afterwards, everyone headed to go get ready to go out and then meet for drinks at Megan's flat. Goose and I didn't make it out as we were exhausted but I'm pretty sure they all went to Scubar or Monday Night Reggae. I haven't seen Megan yet today but I reckon she'll be feeling a little worse for wear as she began her celebrations by drinking 2 litres of punch at The Whithouse at 4pm and the steadily progressed on to Goon'n'Juice. 

Happy birthday Megs!

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