Thou shalt not grow up
I took my Dad to see the legend that is Paul Weller for his birthday, He enjoyed the Nandos beforehand and I enjoyed watching the old people dance.
"A Town called Malice" has never sounded so good.
I am another year older this week and a little drunker but Im getting better at sewing and pretending to be a grown up whilst appreciating the things in life I never thought I would, such as Morrissey and a nice glass of wine.
The Boys came over for my birthday and bought me shots, in return I made them pillows out of my shoes and blankets from coats and fell fast asleep.
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