FriYAY, work was the definition of shit so I left at 17:31 I literally don’t care what my boss though.
But moving on, to the fun part, water polo gals mini reunion. We headed to the Pepper Tree, Clapham Common one of my all time favourite eateries! We aimed for a sophisticated evening, although it was probably the decision to go and watch the rugby that started to untangle the sophiscated element. Of course we ended up in Cafe Sol till the lights came on! Such a fun evening, fuelled by G and T’s and tequila.