View from Crafthouse, Leeds.

We were watching the most bizarre spectacle from the restaurant. In one of those hotel rooms, a man seemed to be sewing another man into 'an outfit', ripping it off and sewing him back in it again. They provided us with much amusement.


Birthday money and winnings spent on a necklace and pendant.


Cocktails drunk (but only a couple!). Mussels and frites consumed.


Caught the bus home. Haven't been on a bus for years. Bus travel hasn't changed. Except for the cigarette smoke. Which is a pleasant change.


Spent the rest of the night with d&v. I'm blaming the mussels. Laying on the bathroom floor at 4 in the morning was not fun.