Small plastic toys, gallery jaunt and beer

So yesterday was pretty much everyones last day at the gallery before the Christmas holidays. Amy put together an amazing pass the parcel with ‘crap from our houses’ and Ollie and I smuggled in a huge box of profiteroles to the Customs House. As usual the night ended in The Dog and as I tottered back home in my high heels I saw a pair of white trainers hanging over a phone line on Devonshire Ave, topped it off for me!

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pass the parcel win

dirty filthy loveliness hidden under the table

usual suspects

hello chaps

dinner with Ollie

trainers hanging over phone line

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