Your mother should have come to this party

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Returned a few hours ago from all-weekend partying in Cambridge for j4's birthday. I wasn't feeling partyish (tiiiiired) for all of it, but the bits for which I was were cool. Saturday night saw me more gothed up than I've been before (I Am Not A Goth) - wearing all black, plus metallic purple nails and (new for me) eyeliner, expertly applied to a nervous Art by lnr. I fear this won't be the last time. And j4 was looking very slinky in lycra, a leather corset (good for drumming fingers across, yes) and BIG SCARY BOOTS. Met some people I hadn't met before, felt some shiny blades and, which I'm sure you've all been skipping through the above to find, took some photos:
Here Be Photos
Very very cool cake, too (I got to munch Patricia's grille).

On Sunday, I brought my Morris over to say hello to pto452, and gave it (mine) a much-needed wash. Lazed around mostly in the garden, read bits of the Times, absorbed the sunshine. Then it was time to take it back to the garage and set off to Oxford. Then return to pick up my forgotten camera (oops), say goodbye again, and then head to Oxford. Which I managed in a record time (for me) of 1 hour 30 minutes. My previous record (in the Morris) was 1h45.

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Ah yes, on balance that would be a good deal quicker than A14->A43->A45, wouldn't it... the latter has the advantage of going past my house though, so less likely to get lost.