Mr & Mrs

After the promise of a quite Friday night with D out at SJ's (soon to be Mrs Fish's) hen party, I recieved a call at 4pm say the venue had fallen through. The new plan was to start the night in our flat before hitting the town. As part of the surprise, earlier in the week steviefish had called into the flat to be questioned and filmed for our own x-rated version of 'Mr & Mrs'. It's rather unnerving to see a 6 foot version of a friend projected onto your living room wall but his answers were very amusing!