Well here we are again. The first quiet weekend for ages. Most people would not credit the schedule we've had to face over the last few months. We've been to Turkey, Oslo, Bexhill and Brighton. We've attended four Pride festivals. We've had 3 birthdays, 2 parties, changes of work and Orlando starting work. Our friend and flatmate Bobby has been having an 'interesting' and rather full on time herself.
All in all I'm feeling a little burnt out and want to slump on the sofa like the Milk Tray woman, mashing boxes of chocolates with my podgy ring encrusted fist while watching unchallenging black and white movies.
I also feel like a major detox. The punch I made for the birthday parties, though surprisingly innocuous afterwards, I am sure who has dissolved my liver and wizened my kidneys so much that I can probably only healthily survive on grape juice and sadly I don't mean wine.
Or I could just piss the weekend away!
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