Being back in the land of pubs and rain

Our first day back was spent contemplating war wounds. Oliver got bitten by a bug and got fat hand (not at all him being a wuss, it was a GIANT bug…)

I had bite marks from Filippa on the inside of my thigh. She called them tokens of love. I wonder.

We played scarbble in the pub when we finally managed to crawl out of bed.

Then we saw Lawless at Somerset House. It rained, we had bin bags. Really nice evening.

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