This is what I looked like on Saturday when we finally got to move in to our new flat and then went out to celebrate my birthday with 32 of my finest people. It is unbelievably cold here, arctic winds sweeping through the streets. Luckily I can walk around in my gorilla fur plus that most pubs are serving mulled wine now.
This weekend was chaos and so much fun! I have lots of photos to show you all. Daniel’s legs are all sore from going down low on the dance floor last night. We’re lying in our new bed right in this second, watching Hunger Games and eating birthday cupcakes that Olivia made me. I’m trying to educate Daniel in the world of fantasy and I think it’s going quite well. He just uttered a panicky Oh no! when Ru got stabbed.
Hope you all had a great weekend too.