Or week as it mostly became, an impromptu holiday from dance, much shopping, a haircut and dye from the amazing James at Gang, so now I am a redhead, new makeup to match said hair, a Friday night celebrating Daniel’s birthday where I had to leave early because everyone else was far, far more drunk than myself, and Saturday…
A present for myself buying Harry Potter on my birthday for the – I think – third time. The previous one on the train from Zürich to Vevey for a holiday after SiWiC when I’d just realised I’d be spending the rest of the year in Suisse. Peanut butter and banana sandwiches, a lazy afternoon here in Adelaide before another beautiful couple of hours with someone I like … I suppose it’s a date – again, a phonecall from Vienna, then on for an evening at La Boheme. I was thinking how in three quick months here I’ve found a really special group of friends who make this feel like home.
a present for me
Happy birthday, redhead gal! Sounds like a suitably celebratory day. How is number 7? For this family, the glamour’s fallen away from HP over the past couple of books, so we were about the only people we knew who weren’t at some bookshop at 9am Saturday. Poor Josh had his social appointments cancelled, because all his friends were reading…but yeah, we’ll get it later.
here’s 3 cheers to being drunker than everyone else and 3 cheers to a sense of home, wherever u may find it and 3 cheers to u.
waah! thank you both. the hangover segued into a week of flu. never one to do things by half… harry was really good, very doom-laden and gruelling. still the prisoner of azkaban is my favourite. i’ll attempt getting back to my life next week.
Hey FRANCES!!!!! Happy, Happy everything……including a belated birthday wish. Where is the pic of you and the new do? All crazily beautiful in Shaghai at the moment. Love to you – Amanda x