Our new boyfriends!!

Introducing Harry the HTC and Gary the Galaxy. Who needs men, when we have just invested in the very best next thing!!

So this week I went to go and get the blackberry fixed and bet the sales man that he wouldn't be able to stop it vibrating! Nobody can!! After forty-five minutes of about 5 different men convinced they would be able to, they started with all the high tech, jazzy phone jargon that I just couldn't resist! It was literally like being in an episode of the new e4 programme 'Phone shop.'
There was a an extremely height challenged phone geek, who played the line, 'good things come in small packages' only spoken by a true small person!! A horny salesman that played the trick, "put your number in my phone so i can test it works!?!" (yes...i did nearly fall for it.) A younger salesman that tried to play the cute card and reckoned he looked like Justin Bieber, however in my opinion he looked like a McFly reject! A cheeky Irishman that was different to the rest, quieter with a moody streak, stubborn and sultry and then the finale, the Manager that thought he was the next best thing since sliced bread. Flirted to the max, thinking he was God's gift! Bossing the other salesman round, thinking that power made him sexy, a cheeky wink and scouse impression here and there, until... his girlfriend walked in with his packed lunch!!!

I was enticed by the shiny new HTC phone. So needing some support I rang Joy, (and if I'm being honest I needed a large dose of a reality check.) She didn't help, infact she too was sucked in by all the charm of the salesmen, (in particular a cheeky Irishman) and she to ended up with a new phone, the Samsung galaxy S! What started out as a simple trip to the phone shop, ended with us leaving THREE hours later, with two new phones (blackberry's still in tow), £500 cash between us, two new dongles, and a HTC phone case, and we are app-ed up to our eyeballs!!! Oh and how can i forget a certain Irish sales mans phone number!!!

All in 7 Days work.

After a hard earned summer from the both of us, we are now reunited and stronger than ever. Over the past week we have moved into a new flat in central Manchester, thrown out our clothes and shoes, yes that's right, thrown out clothes and shoes, ok some of them. Moved furniture left, right and left again. This might be easier .....

In the past 7 days we have:

Slept in an empty flat with only sleeping bags.
Worked at the Labour party conference.
Moved furniture drunk.
Robbed a wine glass.
Laughed.
Made a trip to and from Liverpool with 3 car loads.
Ordered the male members of the Ayles family around.
Started the GI diet.
Cooked some amazing dinners - homemade falafal and chilli dip being one.
Welcomed a new member to the team - Raphael the Terrapin.
Welcomed another member to our flat - the sexy whistling kettle.
Worked 6 jobs.
Started our dissertations.
Signed up to a Web Design course.
Budgeted - OH GOD!
Shopped.
Danced around.
Spent a whole day in our pjs.
Stood on the balcony.
Stopped for Sushi.
Got drunk at a wedding - ok I was sick.
Been stood up.
Laughed even more.
Reunited with friends - Shah Alom and Matthew Brown (another budding creative)
Annoyed and amuzed JPHubbard.
Spooned.
Tried the bath out.
Not together.
Written a million To do lists.
Been to the gym - nearly died.
Planned parties.
Skyped.
Laughed a bit more.
Watched X factor.
Made our first humous, Tehiniless - disaster.
Got some valuable contacts.
Facebooked.
Twittered.
Blogged.
Brought some clothes to replace the old ones.
Laughed again.

And all whilst working on 6 briefs, 2 projects and flying from the walls with inspiration.

Time for a cuppa I think.