Had a lovely spontaneous night last night; worked my last shift, finished at 7 and turned on my phone to about 40 messages telling me I was being picked up from home at 8, and that we were going out. Which was lovely, as I've been getting really sick of being such a granny lately. The girls and I hardly ever go out anymore. So it was a cold and relatively uneventful night - just the way I like it! Unfortunately, B and I got home at 5am, after catching the freezing cold 3.45 bus, which put a slight dampener on the evening.
Listening to Bon Iver's cover of 'Come Talk To Me', which, although I've never heard the original, is probably better than Peter Gabriel's version.
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