I really like your ring.

Me and Our Lass like to session a good week off every now and again (2 months to be exact) and this one has been particularly good.
We have played out a LOT.
We had a BBQ and didnt get food poisening (but we did have to endure some fool eating an entire jar of mayo in one sitting...now Im a mayo fan but theres only so much egg a body can take, even 15 bar wouldnt get me chowing down on that shit...)
We went for midnight walks, got freaked out by deserted buildings and MADE UP ghosts.
Made our zombie-escape-route-plans...if someone goes on about it for long enough you can start to believe they're really after you.
We sessioned charity shops for slinky dresses, Neneh Cherry records and limited edition Malibu flip flops (the best footwear combined with the best beverage...winner!!).
Planned trips, pulled muscles (handstands arent what they used to be you know...) and procrastinated over fotoshoots.
We refused to work in the rain...and then got terrible tan lines.
We got into water fights, got followed by smack heads and got cardigans chewed by puppies.
We had clear outs...throwing out your goth wardrobe hurts no matter how old you are.  My life without Rock Boots is practically meaningless, at least I pocketed that Mechanical Animals cassette tape (remember when Our Price used to sell albums on tape...dreamy).
No one would leave our tattoos alone...'heyyyy, you have great ASS-pects' and no amount of cider would get me drunk.
Forget NYC Im moving to Woodhouse.
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