Evening wenches.
Poor MiniHelen
. Here’s to the antibiotics doing their work quickly.
at inviting Dan round for a spot of planting out in the beds . TBH if he told me that Vikings also went to the moon, I’d be happy with that.
A day with birthday cake in surely can’t be all bad.
Back home. Been watching Ed Sheeran with BestFriend. Ed himself was jolly good. The crowd however - near us anyway - were the worst I’ve ever experienced at a gig. On one side middle class twonk couples who clearly thought the world revolved around them and drank too much. On the other, a group of couples who included a woman who accused another woman of grabbing her boyfriend and whose mate then got involved with much shouting and swearing. We were hoping they’d actually start fighting so security would wade in and remove them. Both groups also spent most of the time drinking, going to the bar, drinking, chatting and taking many many selfies,
But as I said, Ed was great.
Knackered so am having a brew and then heading to the hayloft for some individual attention from an HBF.