Weekend;

Beautiful weekend! Night Jar had a cocktail gathering beyond one's wildest dreams! I made a stunning cocktail with martini and grapefruit with about seventeen limes swimming around in there: GRAPE EXPECTATIONS. It was so disgusting. We danced and watched tacky old videos and it felt like the 80s. We drank out of teacups and painted jars and it was great. 

Friday I woke up as fresh as the underside of a pig's tongue and trotted to the train station (Liverpool). Had a pleasant conversation with the elderly lady sitting next to me. The English are so nice! 

Sorry for the crapshot snapshot, but see how the design of the new building was modified to incorporate the view of the tower behind - which I think is the bluecoat chambers. I'd never noticed before but my dad basically shouted at me until I fully appreciated it. I think I probably took this picture to just make him think I was totally immersed in its greatness. So that makes this picture FAKE ART. Heartless artless. I am so sorry. We then went to the bar in the Hard Day's Night hotel and he bought me a White Russian (the capital letters there are very important) which was fucking scrummy. Hard day's night hotel is so cool, every room is Beatle's themed. The Lennon suite, just sayin'. 

The Beatles are dying in the wrong order. Discuss.

My dad always says that the amazing thing about the beatles wasn't that they had two of the greatest song writers in the history of all song writing in the SAME BAND- but that they had three. Oh, George. 

On Sunday we went to a laser exhibition at FACT. That cone thing in the top picture, well there were mats underneath that and we crawled in a lay on them and looked up at the crazy shit that was getting projected from some magical place. I can't cope with art; I found it slightly awkward lying on the floor in a dark room next to strangers, particularly after a generous amount of chinese food (I don't know why that was an issue but it just was). AT FIRST ANYWAY! I was soon cleansed with the spirit of creative inspiration and could have stayed there forever, really. 

And then back to Leeds yesterday afternoon. Sari day at the market tomorrow so will go and lust after the deliciousness. Got this at the market at junk day last week

Don't really know what it's for/when to use it. It's rather big, even for a laptop. I carried my books home in it and felt like a massive nob like all I needed was a coffee and some black skinny jeans and a goddam STI or something. But I digress. It was 50p!