On this fine New Years Eve, Kirsty dropped by The Dell. We all ate curry and played Scrabble. As usual, Scrabble turned into a fake word, racist smut-a-thon. Another long-held tradition was upheld as I finished in last place both games
Aforementioned smut
Leah jumped on the mini-tramp, much to our amusement
Around this point in the day, it all went a bit gothic. See Jamie or Neil's blogs for more. It's dead interesting
On New Year, people go to a club, or a local pub or bar. They may even throw/go to a party. Not Neil, Jamie and I. We went to the multi-storey car park above TX Maxx and got cold and wet
Jamie's ass is becoming commonplace on 'BDIHC'
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Well said.
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