My penultimate adventure is upon me and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate than going to London to visit my friends for a frightfully good Halloween weekend.

I arrived Friday night, and Louise and Emma collected me from the airport. When we got to Louise's new and beautiful town house it was a case of decanting the presents - Scottish themed of course! I had also brought homemade Hallowe'en cakes and Lorne sausages/potato scones that were a blessing come Sunday. My bag was already half the weight.

We changed complete with devil horns and headed into London for a Mexican dinner at Desperados accompanied by a few marvellous margaritas. The journey to the restaurant was eventful as the taxi we got from Euston to Angel had an altercation with a cyclist. Needless to say they were both as angry as a bear that had been waxed. It was unintentionally entertaining.

The meal itself was delicious but it was more the non-stop laughter and great company that made the night. I may be far away from these two lovely ladies but when we are together it's like we've never been apart. That's wonderful friendship. We managed to be extremely well behaved and got the last train home in preparation for the next day.

Saturday, the day of the Zombie walk. This is an annual event which sees the likes of 200 plus people dressed up as zombies going to some pubs/bars and doing a mile walk around London during the course of the day. It's always done on the Saturday after Hallowe'en. This was my first invitation and I was very excited. The girls have been going for five years now so are a dab hands. Our costumes were zombie schoolgirls. I have to say it was really cool that we all matched and as we were getting ready it all came together nicely.

So, first stop was Waxy O'Connors near Leicester square. You would think meeting at 2pm in the day we would have got more random looks on the train or during the walk through the streets to get to the pub. I suppose that's what makes London special, no one really bats an eye! Anything goes.

Once surrounded by fellow zombies it was quite surreal. The eventful day began. My only annoyance was that I had forgotten to pack my camera. Anyone who knows me well will understand what a travesty this was and how upset I had been at the discovery. However 200 odd photos later, a combination of myself, Lou's but mostly Emma's genius phone collection and we have a pretty good record of our night.

The mile walk takes place after Waxys. However we felt it more valuable to go to Five Guys for a taste sensation burger. We even got papped a few times as we were sitting by the window. Our costumes must have looked good. Pleasing!

We then head to Ruby Blues, a wee club where we are joined by Emma's brother Nick. He gets transformed at the table so he doesn't stand out as a non-zombie. Our deathly crew is now complete! It's amazing how you then start chatting to folk and forget that they're dressed up as zombies. It was extremely bizarre and yet very amusing. It just became second nature and you forgot you were covered in fake blood talking to folk who were also covered in fake blood! Some people looked incredible. I do love a good fancy dress. We do a theme well I think.

Final stop of the night was Tattershall Castle, which was a moored boat at Embankment. What a unique setting. A zombie boat party. We stayed mainly outside on the upper deck, where we got views of the London eye and also Big Ben. It was fantastic. I particular liked teaching a group of zombies to do the slosh in the middle of the main deck. Good times. What a fantastic evening.

The following day was spent reliving all the bad party pieces, looking through the photos and videos. Laugh a minute. A perfect curer brunch and a Disney film and we were enjoying a chilled Sunday. Unfortunately the airport called, hate goodbyes but especially with these two very important people.

I had an amazing weekend. Thank you to Lou, Emma and of course the hordes of zombies. A toast if you will, to completion of number 29.