Saturday Ketchup

You know those incredibly fun, unexepected days out? Well, yesterday was one of those. Got up early doors and the sun was shining. I had my tattoo appointment booked for 3 o'clock out the west end of Glasgow so we decided to see if any folks were up for a wee Saturday afternoon bite to eat. Decided to skip breakfast and instead indulge on an Ultimate chicken burger, fries and onion rings in Ketchup, washed down with Coca-Cola from a real glass bottle - always tastes so much better!

I still had about an hour to kill before tat time, so we headed to another bar for a couple of cheeky mojitos. I was a good girl and chose to skip the alcohol at this juncture as it apparently thins the blood and makes for a nasty tattoo session - ick! After leaving the boys at 3pm, two cocktails down and counting, I knew where I'd find them after my appointment!
So, off I trotted down Byres Road to Irezumi. This is my first ever full colour tattoo and I was so ready for it! I took great delight choosing all the pretty shades of blue, green, yellow and orange that were to make up my peacock colour scheme. Two hours later and voila!


I was doing fine right up until the last 15 minutes when I actually had to ask to call it a day. First time I've had to ask to stop, but I could feel myself pulling away and gritting my teeth each time I heard the buzz start up again! I was facing the clock for the first time and I reckon that didn't help. I was also desperate to see it!! These photos are from this morning and I'm still amazed at the colour gradations - they really pop now that the redness has died down. What do you reckon? I think all the yellow highlights are my favourite.

After a quick wash down and cellophane wrap, I was tottering all the way back up Byres Road to rejoin the boys and another pal for birthday drinks (like we needed an excuse?) at Bobar. Knowing how long it can take to mix a cocktail, I rang Mr G ahead of my arrival to order up the first of my Flamin' Zombies! Check the tiki-style tumblers that they come in - complete with a flaming sugar cube floating in a hulled out passion fruit. Nom, nom, nom!

After sipping on an overly fruity Singapore Sling (which was listed as following the traditional recipe from Raffles Hotel - no it was not!) we had an important decision to make...

Head home like civilised human beings OR, head back into town for a gig...

Gig won out, surprise, surprise...



Not particularly my cup of tea - a bit 'wishy-washy' and certainly nothing to look at, but they sounded great and the choons were pleasantly melodic. Classic 'indie' music I would say.

I necked another couple of drinks, Jack and coke this time, and hung out at the back while Mr G shot off like a 5 year old at swing park - straight to the front. After almost TWO HOURS (!!??) the repetitive melodic 'niceness' was wearing me out. Adrenaline was shot to fuck and I hadn't eaten since the chicken burger earlier in the day. Happily gathered the troups afterwards and headed for the taxi rank.

Is that a 24 hour Greggs the Bakers I can smell? Hell yes! One cheese n onion pasty scoffed while waiting in the taxi queue, followed up by a cold macaroni pie after we got home. Yes folks, I'm a durty wee minger!

Greggs Macaroni Pie!

Few more drinky-poos in the flat before it was chucking out time for everybody else while I hit the sack. After muchos tossing and turning and fighting with a small cat that was determinded to sleep on my freshly tattooed back, I finally fell asleep after 4am. Hurrrrrumph...

Needless to say, today has been a write-off. Had big plans to get all dressed up, do an outfit post and head into town to catch up with ma gals, but alas, baggy jeans, PJ top, gallons of tea and Fox's Coconut Crinkles are my new bffs...

This is Lydia. This is how I feel today.

How has your weekend panned out?