It has rained all through this weekend, making it very hard to enjoy the springtime. Case in point, wanted to go for a run yesterday - ended up getting soaked. Will probably catch pneumonia now. Probably. No cricket either. Boo.
Saturday night was fun though, a curry down at the Saga followed by drinks round at the Walkers- cue Nick riding a bike up to people's front windows and saying hello at 11pm. Still didn't prepare us all for Ted's latest game. From the man who brought you the 'Sly nudger' - I give you 'Cock or ball.' Words fail me!
Clint looked fairly dead when we left. It was the Clapham seabreeze that did for him. Its basically 7/8ths vodka - 1/8 crandberry with a twist of grapefruit.
Clint, if you're still with us. Sorry.
What's going on here then?
This is me playing cricket for England and meeting some idiot with a biscuit tin
Charlotte (aka Candy)
Last Thursday, in our living room
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