Bank holiday weekend. Last year it was 25 degrees and I was drunk for most of it, this year it was mostly cold and raining and Oliver and me did sensible things like taking walks, watching Deadwood, painting his flat and cooking. (We also did less sensible things like longboarding, dancing at raffles and being hangover, on my part, in bed).
Sun on the balcony! Even my pale legs getting some sun
The Zig in his new American Apparel hoodie
Oliver fixing his new mini board
Me in my new glasses. Oliver tried to make me wear protection. Fashion over function! I’m now sporting a big wound in my palm and a bruised ego for my stupidity.
This is what we are doing this summer (the small board is so tiny only one of Oliver’s feets fit.)