It’s Pimms O’Clock

My Mum came over to London last Thursday for some shopping (and to see me apparently), and Hugh came over on Friday. On Saturday we went to Wimbledon to see the tennis. We went in after 5pm for cheap, and managed to blag our way in to court number 1. We also got to see centre court (after the tennis had finished), and we had Pimms on Henman Hill. It was thoroughly delightful.

I have started to get organised about coming home in seven weeks - I gave Hugh a big bag of stuff ot bring home, and I will be sending bags with anyone who will take them from now on. I somewhat hampered my efforts to take my stuff home by buying more today:

  • Intermission
  • Hot Shots & Hot Shots Part Deux
  • Donnie Darko

2 Responses to “It’s Pimms O’Clock”

  1. kip Says:

    you’re a twat

  2. kip Says:

    and your mum’s a gimp

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