Friday was a quiet nite at niceboots- Pizza Express rocks, and then B5 and nestle into bed. Finished off the first book of HP in about four to five hours.
Saturday, called
Got tarted after we arrived. New stripey tights and fishnet bodysuit worked out well, and the new big boots were really nice to dance in. Had a great night out.
Back to London on Sunday, followed by a quiet nite at the pub with & at Prospect of Whitby. Trulty everything I'd want in a pub, especially Old Speckled Hen. Back to the flat, we kept chatting until the wee hours about all sort of things. I guess I'm feeling like I've made the starts on a new friendship, which is always a little difficult for me. Most people I keep at arm's length.
Taxi back to Niceboots, and before long it was morning and back off to the states. Home again! So now, off to Canada.