I was hungover to hell and back after my Cry-Baby party (the punch will go down in history). This demon-skull tequila bottle was a present from Tom. An excellent present.
It was a long weekend so our family dinner was on Monday night.
We have a building site across the road – they’ve demolished the garage and the strip club.
Instant coffee is too bleak for words.
Shopping for basics. Doesn’t everyone need a studded acid wash denim vest?
I had planned on a quiet night in after my bat tattoo, but we had ciders and beers and then I went to a bar and … it was not so quiet after all.
At the wedding of two of my favourite friends. Magnus, another friend’s baby, was there and seemed perplexed by the whole business.