My mum and brother came to Leeds and we spent the afternoon shopping, laughing at my mum, gossiping, eating cake, and drinking posh coffee. My mum brought me lots of cards that were posted to home, and as we sat opening them the waitress clicked on that it was my birthday and brought me this:
It was even more delicious than it looks, I promise you. When I got back to the house my friends had set up a lovely tea with birthday cupcakes and they spoiled me with presents and love! Then we ate some more, and finished the day with a fucking AMAZING apple crumble made from scratchy scratch by my housemate. Oh my god. I was in crumbling more than the crumble.
I was so in love with life and my friends that even though we were in a crappy monopoly house front room with a rickety ikea table it felt like we were here...
Going home now for a night in Liverpool. Tschuss!
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