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It usually happens when I’m quite hungover, wobbling along the streets in my mildy irritable state, half-asleep and craving bacon. The last few times I’ve been encountered by giant flamingos, improvised theatre performances, a children’s parade, 15ft tall mummies.. And today? Carnival Collective’s Samba Day. Of course, this is all a part of this year’s Brighton Festival and although slightly irritating when all I want is to see my bed, these crazy out-of-the-blue shows actually act as a rather welcome hangover cure. Distraction is the way forward!

Had a lovely trip to the hospital today as B. Boy broke out in a rather nasty rash. Thought it might be shingles but luckily it just seems to be an allergic reaction to something (although we have no idea what it is.) Felt strange sitting in that emergency room.. last time I was there things were slightly different, and I was the patient.

Tonight Foxxxy (my alter-ego) is out in full action! Taking some photos for a local club night, Wild Fruit. Ah, guestlist, I welcome you with open arms…

Three more days until the end of uni! Phew.

A & I decided it was time for a little change.

Today was our two and a half year anniversary. A day spent:

• Stubbornly compromising when it came to dinner choices in the supermarket (”spaghetti bolognese!” … “no! steak!”)
• Biting each other and squealing “owwwwww!” in the bedroom, play fighting (so mature).
• Falling asleep with my head in his lap to the sound of Desperate Housewives repeats. So warm, so safe, with him.
• Reluctantly cooking said dinner but loving seeing him enjoy a delicious meal!
• Taking naked photographs, touching his wonderful body…
• Soft kisses, sad good byes..

happy may 9th!