We’ve just been hingin aboot all day (K = hungover) after birthday drinks at the Charlotte St. Hotel last night (which were followed by an amazing dinner at Hakkasan and then more booze at Shoreditch House). It was lovely. I’m a very lucky man.
We’re off out again tonight to celebrate our mate Chris Gallery’s birthday in Clerkenwell. This could be a ruinous weekend.
Katie’s sitting trying out a sofa in the window of SCP wearing her hangover clothes.