There have been hotter May Bank Holidays - that's definitely true. There have probably been more exciting Bank Holidays.
But how does this sound for a pretty perfect weekend?
Friday night: London resplendent in Friday evening sunlight, circling in a small plane over Tower Bridge, the Gherkin, St Paul's and the London Eye. A few years back I paid a fortune to do this in a helicopter over New York. This was a commute back from work. Yay! Well worth the plane being delayed.
Saturday: Lie-in and lunch with friends, two of my favourite "L" words.
Sunday: A whole stack of rubbish DVDs and a lot of chocolate.
Monday: Lunch with another friend, laughing at the amusing 16-year-old May Day protesters, a giggling session at a rubbish horror DVD and yet another friend's company in the evening.
I am clearly more popular than you, and I think I have accurately shown that my life is much better. If I were you, I'd give up. I am the in-crowd.
Did you notice how I skated over the part where I sat in on Sunday all by myself? Shh. Don't tell anyone. Would-be friends may apply through the usual channels.
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