I have to go to the Docklands this afternoon because I have to return a Karen Millen dress that I intended to wear at the wedding but I changed my mind. It’s a beautiful strapless dress but somehow it doesn’t feel right. I’ll meet up with A. after I’ve taken the dress back to the store. I have no clue where but I gave him a map of the catacombs and maze of passages of Canary Wharf, which makes navigation over the phone much easier. I can tell him which way and where to go to meet up for a drink [since he’s always in doubt I’m always the one to make the decisions]. I’ll have to cancel I. who was going to pick me up because it’s easier and quicker to take the DLR.
Then at 20.30 we’ll meet up with eleven more people since it’s Alex her 20th birthday [A.’s niece] and she invited all of us; I., C. [parents], James [brother], A. [uncle], myself, Christina [colleague from the Times], Andrew [bf] and some more friends. We’re going to have dinner at Smollensky’s, Canary Wharf. I had a look at the menu; yummy stuff and lucky me some healthy things too! I’m still suffering from a serious sinus infection so hopefully I will be able to taste something! Well I’d better sort myself out and get my stuff ready. Talk later!
ps I realise you must be thinking, why does she need to get ready now, it’s because I totally f*@%^£ up my shoulder/arm last Saturday, trying to lift myself from a low couch to reposition I reckon I’ve wrecked a tendon in my upper right arm/shoulder [yes the bad arm]. I’ve been in pain ever since and can’t move my arm in certain directions which is causing awkward situations at times. A. is not around to help me so everything takes twice as long today… *hehehe* 
