19 January 2014 @ 05:40 am
*John woke up, groggily yawning  rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looked over to the alarm clock on his bedside table and saw the time was 5:30. Reminding himself that it was his birthday, John rolled over, preparing to go back to sleep. Just as he had made himself comfortable again, the events of the previous evening came back to him. There was a brief still moment as John mentally ran through the events at Peter's house and then after.*


*As quickly as he could, John sprang from the bed and dashed to the fireplace. Praying to Merlin that Peter was still asleep and hadn't seen the bottle, John ran through the fireplace and into Peter's livingroom. Thankfully, the bottle was still on the coffee table where he had left it. John grabbed the drink and turned to go back through the fireplace.*

07 July 2013 @ 06:58 pm
He's done it!

*Celebrates in a manner which, should the tabloids see, would be deemed "inappropriate for the office of Speaker".*

*Thankfully the Andy Murray's historic victory overshadows some more personal and pressing matters closer to home.*
09 January 2012 @ 06:19 pm
Early to bed for the Commons sits again tomorrow (at last)!

What's that, Oliver? No, you can't stay up all night to celebrate - you have school tomorrow!


Your-your show airs tonight, does it dear? Well, well that's, um, well it's certainly...

*opens bottle of wine*
01 January 2012 @ 02:40 pm
*Crawls out from under a pile of sofa cushions that have been thrown across the room*
*Takes party hat from last night off head*
*Looks around at all the destruction - burst balloons, party poppers and paper chains hang from every surface*


*Drags self up and through to the kitchen to get a glass of water and painkillers*
*Tries not to vomit as the smell of last night's alcohol and attempts at drunk cooking reach nose*


*Leans head on hands and tries to remember what happened last night*
*Bits and pieces of previous night slowly return to memory*

18 March 2011 @ 10:32 pm
There are just so many beer festivals to open with far too many complimentary halves, but someone has to do it.
13 March 2011 @ 06:47 pm
I come back from taking Freddie out for his first lesson and what do I find? Jemima, surrounded by Oliver's toys and the contents of the doll house resembling some sort of Disney-themed horror film.

I'm just going to pretend it's Sally playing a joke and leave it at that.
03 February 2011 @ 08:00 pm
For crying out loud...

I need a drink.