Saturday was once again a bridal expo that Chantelle wanted to attend (don’t ask me, I don’t understand these sort of things), and I found myself with plenty of time to kill, abandoned and lonesome in big old Bellville, while she pranced away at the CTICC in the company of her mom, Retha and Andri.
Luckily for me though it turned out that Ryan was at home, so I quickly made tracks to his place where we immediately plonked down to play an innumerable amount of FIFA 09 games. Satisfied that this is perhaps the best soccer game EVER produced, we then departed for a leisurely stroll over to Mr Brown’s house, where we cajoled him out of his afternoon nap and forced him to show us all his latest game purchases, including Fable 2 and Fallout 3, both of which look pretty damn awesome it must be said.
Despite our having brought Ryan’s controllers with, we couldn’t lure him into inviting us for a game of Castle Crashers and as such a dejected Ryan and me left for home once more, this time with the express purpose of trying out John Woo’s Stranglehold on the big TV, a game Ryan bought ages ago and which still hadn’t left the box!
Meanwhile, Chantelle and her posse had returned from Cape Town, and a few conversations later, both the Montgomery and Lotter clans were booked in for a meeting at the perennial family favourite, Silver Spur for a decadent supper or at least as decadent as you can get when eating out at the Spur. Evening eventually rolled in (I deliberately pushed back the meeting time to make space for more FIFA gaming with Ryan!) and off we went, all converging on a hapless car guard in the designated parking lot almost simultaneously.
Now squashing 8 biggish adults (well 7 if we exclude Robert who is as thin as a rake anyway) around one of Spur’s tables is a feat in itself, and after a fair bit of shifting and moving about we managed to all get in, even if some of us were elbowing each other in the ribs!
Of course, if the ladies declined to bring with their super humongous handbags we would never have been so pushed for space in the first place! :P
From that point on it was chocks away as everyone enjoyed a thoroughly enjoyable bit of chatter, good food and even dessert for some of the braver ones. (I had a Big Chief Spicy Chorizo burger if you must know. If you didn’t need to know, then simply forget that last part of the sentence then). Surprisingly enough, the normally bustling Silver Spur was as quiet as a mouse, and this was on a Saturday night, right after payday, which pretty much sums up the economic climate at the moment.
Money is tight, but not too tight to mention, that’s for sure! ;)
Oh well, it would seem that everyone enjoyed a good meal out, and after dropping Ryan off back home, everyone converged on the Montgomery clan stronghold for some late night coffee and rusks, before once again splitting out in our separate ways, us heading all the way back to good old Gordon’s Bay for some well deserved Zzzz…