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Alas Ros was too scared to actually sit in the comedy car upon leaving The Ship, so we settled on her posing next to it. Then we cunningly broke into KEGS where they have an ENTIRE ROW of identical green bins. We stole a large piece of wood (named Harold) from their woodwork land, then headed to The Globe for, amongst other things, Jess-spotting. |
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Here (right) we discovered something very important: STILLNESS CAN BE MOVING. Life officially enriched. |
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James had a makeover. Doesn't he look pretty? |
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Fun comes in a super Jess-shaped package! |
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Erm... it's not how it looks! I promise! There were ribbons! Oh Jess, luring me with your ribbons, as it were. |
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Writing on your friends: the latest craze, so it would seem. Jennifer had many inspiring german phases all over her back. As for Ros, well... YOU'RE MUM |
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Mmm... pinty... |
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That's all folks, CHS is no more. Sob. |
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