I was very impressed by this. It what Si wrote for our house warming party:
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Now listen. This Saturday (the 11th) Ed and myself are having some kind of
“come round to Streatham and be in our new house with us and drink and laugh
and mingle and possibly feel slightly uncomfortable at some points but it's
ok because you can always make excuses and go and talk to someone else
perhaps in the kitchen or somewhere…” type of evening thing. It's going to
be great.
There will be drinks and nibbles and fun and board games and conversation
and satire and music and plenty of space for people to kip if they begin to
feel tired or simply unable to cope with the amount of alcohol coursing
through their bodies. Obviously, because the house is so nice and posh, we
do ask that you either bring a monocle, or, at the very least, know someone
who owns one. Failing that, having an eccentric uncle who wears a bowler hat
will also suffice (although we do ask that he's a blood relation as opposed
to merely through marriage). We are also, it must be said, unable to provide
any guarantee that you won't wake up with a grumpy liver, cantankerous
kidneys or a brain that feels like a crate of eggs on a moped.
It's easy enough to get to from London Bridge (direct line straight to
Streatham station) but anyone wanting directional specifics can give me a
buzz and I'll be more than happy to help them out. I've also attached a map
that shows the station and our rough location - when you see the large gates
and beige gate posts, you know you're there. It's probably best you don't
zigzag across the road like I've illustrated on the map though or you'll
more than likely turn up dead.
Anyway, it'd be lovely to see you all there and I hope you all can make it.
Take care all, see you soon.
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Ow on a work front.
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