The Earl of Denny

Spent my birthday shuffling about Brighton in the sunshine being ridiculous. I had a Viking helmet made of balloons at one point. Hung with Youngy again (the Earl of Denny in Exile, one day he will reclaim his birthright).

We got the train back to London in the evening, before spending a long night hanging out in Gatwick airport to save on accomodation costs. We do BUDGET. oh yeah.