My Sunday looks a bit like this.

Get up have brunch with Ang and Chris and Jamie (pictured below) chat, shoot the breeze.
Go to the farmers market buy some bread, meat and vegetables. Come home tidy bedroom. Go to the gym sweat and burn some calories. Come home and have a shower. I did shower in the morning as well, fyi. Then go to the pub. Have some pints and dinner with flatmates and Simon. See below.

Come home, write this in blog and go to bed. Productive day I think, but tiring. xxxxxxx

Eurotrash!

Uohhhhh EUROTRASH! (sung to the tune of U2's Discotech. So last weekend my friends had a Eurotrash party, where we all dress as if we are off the first bus from Polack. I was aiming for the Eastern European prostitute look, did I pull if off?
You be the judge.

The boys all trashed up and ready to go.

The girls ready to go and no where to go.


Emily, me, georgia and Jaime looking for a suitable street corner.