happy birthday

Sunday was my birthday - I am now 30 years old - amazin

Had lunch at the Living Room With my mum and dad, sisters, brother in law and nieces. My sister made me this triffic cake:

...then we all went to the pub and mates popped in and out and that - by the time my family left at arround 8 I was completely smashed to pieces but convinced I was sober because I had been on the sauce for such a long time. the survivors went on down to shoreditch to The Relience and then Dream Bags - my memory ends at 23:11 which is when my camera ran out of battery.

luckily I phoned Dave on my way home and appointed him as my memmory - apparently I had a run in with the police for wondering into their taped off crime scene of the previous nihgt's murder. They were suitably unimpressed with my excuse being that iwas pissed out of my brain and wanted to pull me in for D&D. they were also irritated by my recollection that I had done the same thing a few years previously and my attempts at appearing meek and appologetig came over as sarcastic an arrogant due to me using my special drunk voice

Happy Birthday Crispi