Here’s my night,

Flying trip home. 30miles, 40min, wet but traffic not bad.

Into home, thankfully S1 had some dinner in the oven.

Out to the pub to meet the boy (from NCT)

3 pints, in a dark pub, while it was lashing down outside

A quick stop at the chippy on the way home.

A stand off in the park coming home with some rabbits who didn’t like being disturbed.

It’s a stereotypical english night.

The funny thing, after 5 years I’ve even stopped noticing the English things like this.

The only reason I stopped and lauched at myself… they asked if I wanted my chips wrapped or open.

Open is a crazy english thing. There is nothing quite like tearing into the top of a wrap of chips.

The funny