Valentine's Day love!

I hate Valentine's. Seriously I do. For a person in a loving relationship and who has free time to plan things for her lover, I was not the most happiest come the 14th.
It is not the stress.
It is not the commerical. nature.
It is the fact that one day out of the whole year people are forced to go against their nature and be nice and romantic to who falls into their lustful eyesight. Come on guys. There are 365 days in the year last time I checked. You do NOT need to wait til Febuary to show that you care and love someone..

That rant out of the way, I did have a good time.
John phoned me and told m
e to dress in leathers and warm clothes. It meant one thing. I was going to ride on his bike (He hates riding with others so that was a treat in itself!)
After having a quick hot choc and me posing in the lid he borrowed for me:

The question where/what are we going to do was soon answered when we pulled up outside Bloomsbury Bowling Alley. For those that don't know it, it is a cool bar that has bowling, Karoke, gigs, dancing, random machines and a 50's style.
It was cool, Quirky and totally us.

Food was consumed:
(yes it had to be typically us..Ordering more then we can eat..The milkshakes were cool though..and ridiculously filling!

Bands were admired:

(Check them out..Scarlett's Rose was amazing live. Love the blond singer's voice!)

And our competitive nature arose when we bowled with our funny names:

I lost but only because John managed to get 3 strikes. Well it was nearly Turkey after all..(his favourite word it seems.)

I also embarrassed John by repeatly asking for tea. The guy felt sorry for me and evenually made me one from the staff stock! Well, if you ask you get don't you.

I also got a heart balloon. Doesn't it look like nipples..? It does doesn't it..? It is not just me, is it..?

I wanted to keep it, but John decided to burst it on me as he claimed
"I would look like a twat if I was riding a bike with a balloon sticking out".
Meanie.
Still, I got a new band to be obessed about and I Really want a bike. Good times
:P

A anarachy meetings on Bikes..? I'min!

John took me to Critical mass today. After waking up, deciding to go with him, and then having a panic attack thinking about the fact that:
1. I have not cycled since I was 14 and even then it it was not on the streetsof London
2. Traffic. Me on an exposed metal device. Not liking the odds
3. The accidents that may happen. Seen way to many disasters when it was bikes vs Cars/Buses/Trucks..The out come is not pretty.
4. A huge crowd of people. Urgh

Anyway, John managed to convince me it was a good idea, and so I went off...

First we went to pick up a woman known as"Sane Becky". I have yet to meet "Starbucks Becky" to compare the two, but she was cool. A traveller it seemed, as she came back from Mexico and was making plans to go back there..

We had a practice round at John's before taken off to the Station,and onwards to Waterloo.

I managed to get 2 flat tires during that time. (Only me, I know!)

Critical Mass was okie. There wereabout 300 or so bikers of different ages and cultures. Once we all got going it was scary. A wave of bikers all blocking the roads was terrifying!
It was good fun though..I crashed twice and kept speeding off from the main group (Elise and Dan were there as well..)
Still, It was useful to see how it was building up my confidence on the roads and getting to know the gears..




We zoomed for about 4 hours around the west end,before the group split up into smaller and Smaller parts.
We decided to head off ourselves..Brought pop and chatted in Waterloo (Well they chatted..I was trying to catch my breath subtly to hide the fact I am really unfit)..

Still...Good night. Wooh