So earlier today in our hungover states, we decided that we wanted some form of food and somehow came upon the conclusion that going for a dressed up meal was the right thing to do. So we donned our dresses and coats and went to an Italian in a nearby town. 

It was honestly amazing for £20 I had wine, garlic bread, risotto and then a chocolate tart that melted in the middle. As every dish arrived I died a little bit inside. It was just so satisfactory. I’m full on buzzing. 

Then just before we came home Robyn texted to say that the hamsters next door had had babies. This was made more unusual by the fact that both their hamsters are supposed to be female. Lots of confusion in the air. 

I’m going to listen to music and tidy my room I think. YEY.