Saturday evening was awesome. Went for cocktails for Lulu's birthday. When we told the waitress it was Lulu's birthday she asked how old she was:
Lulu: um um, er, errrrr, um, 16?
Waitress. OH MY GOOOOOODNESS, UNDERAAAAGE DRINKINGGGGGGGGGG. Happy Birthday! Shall I get another jug?
Summation:
Sophie and Lulu's curry was v v hot
Lulu had been on a diet all week and so snarfed her food down in 7 seconds
We all ordered a slice of cake when REALLY we POSSIBLY should have shared
Lulu snorted her birthday cake candle out accidentally
The cocktails were delicious
When we got home Matt said we were drunken as Sophie crawled in the front door (easily explainable) and I was making a pig talk like Ali G to Clyde.
Good times.
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