burfday

Happy birthday, pinguin! Have a marvellous day.

may all of your dreams come true

In an attempt to relive the fun of Glastonbury, I spent my weekend, er, going to lots of gigs and drinking beer, with the added bonus of having my own bed to fall into at the end of the night. I did consider wearing my muddy boots again, but I thought my fellow gig-goers (and my feet) might not forgive me.

( Gigs are fun. Like kites. )

Now back in work. No bands. No beer. Sob.