Ah, I was hoping to sleep in this morning, but alas - someone in the next block of flats was hoping, equally as fervently, to get their DIY done. At 8:30 on a Saturday. As a result, I woke up to the sound of hammers smashing plaster and a drill boring through the wall right next to my head. A little unnerving to say the least, but still, wide awake now.
Had an excellent night last night (yeah, this blog might as well be called 'one step behind', or something, nothing is ever on the day) celebrating the birthday of the group's resident quiet Russian man. As befitting such a manly occasion, 12-13 or so of us descended upon a diner in Bayswater, where we had entirely too much meat and milkshake. Afterwards, a trip to the pub to wash down the ridiculous amount of fat with various spirits, cider and beer. Good times were had by all. Except for arteries and livers.
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