Hen Do

While Chris was subject to despicable stag type shenanigans, I was far more lady like with my hens in Bath.

I also chased a hairy biker down the street for a hen do hug!

Stag Do

Stag Do!

I went to Bristol and drove mud buggies and watched really tiresomely boring football match (thank you Steve McClaren), and tried to make balloon animals...



And that is all...

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Schnee!

Snowing - again! I thought it was March, y'know like spring, but apparently no, its winter, and white stuff is falling from the sky.

Ominously Ricky tells me I need swimming trunks for my stag do this weekend. And old trainers.

In the snow.

Hrmmm.

Mike's New Suit

And photos at my flickr stream.

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