tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14908293.post-1130665384107685542005-10-30T09:35:00.000Z2005-10-30T09:43:04.133Zevery day is like sunday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2614/620/1600/1029_230019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2614/620/400/1029_230019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">i awoke in the 1930s this morning, well it seems like it when everything is black and white outside. or varying shades of 'silent and grey'.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">we went to a party at pips last night, but a few of us peeled off before the rest of the gang went to a pub. we decided kebabtalrik was a much better choice. hence the onion breath today.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">the above pic is pip and harry potter.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">the northern (tea) lights></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2614/620/1600/1029_232802.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2614/620/400/1029_232802.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>andy3dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07103670399020300557noreply@blogger.com