I told K I never had an advent calendar before the other day (I think people were just talking about which ones they had this year and stuff). So she took it upon herself to go to Tesco and get me one. Except for some reason they’d already sold out (wut) so she made me one. I am now the very proud owner of a stocking full of envelopes. Each envelope has a day number on it, and it contains a sweet and a puzzle piece, with part of a message on it :D
The letters I have opened so far are an M, R, E, and she says it doesn’t say “merry christmas” (also, R and E fit together). And she wants to be there when I open the 23rd envelope. I am so intrigued but also ahhhhh this is adorable! :D
b) They know me so well
Just ignore how completely fucking terrifying I look here.
There’s gonna be canapés and shit. It’s going to be awesome.
Have to rearrange the plans I made previously (see film tomorrow morning) and find someone to go with but still, woooo!
(I would have posted sooner because I have some nice pictures that I wanted to share but I can’t seem to get my phone to talk to my computer.)
For the record, it was fantastic. This year was my 5th London Pride and it just gets better every year.
It’s gonna be so good.