Kat = Bored

This week I'm bloody slogging my guts out. Thats right, just 1 hour a day. Ridiculous. In an attempt to fill my day I've now mastered Windsurfing (hear that Manny...I actually stayed semi-dry!) and I've started giving out tennis lessons for the staff. First up was Johnny and Laura, the waterfront couple, who in fairness were pretty good. Neither of them had back hands however so I took major pride in giving them one after merely 45 minutes. God Im good. Needless to say my boredom has been replaced with drunkenness...majorly. After Maitre D this week, Nicola (Maitre D pal) entered a pool tournament, where she nearly got past the 1st round, the little pool shark who had clearly spent a little too much time spent in Gravesend pool clubs, complete with waistcoat and slicked back hair! Then we just got nice and tipsy, ending up in Sunlight, once again, with the highlight being seeing Anthony restaurant puking on the floor after he had just done some fairly tactical and innovative dance moves with me. I guess I have that effect on men, nice touch! For some reason there were some Nannys there dressed in Pyjamas. You can imagine it for yourselves but Im sure you rather wouldnt.