Morning!

Aah. As we stretched out in our make up smeared rumpled sheets (this is me and chaz, bob was on the floor) memories of the previous night flooded in and we laughed death in the face. Pahahaha.

Somehow we managed to get ourselves together and stumbled merrily to Borough market to meet David Haddrell and Alex and Sue.

I thought that a mountain of melted strong cheese was the perfect antidote to our night on the Bosphorus and it was very tasty but I can still smell it now!

We then went to up our blood sugar with mountains of cheesecake.

oooh. Then Bob and David Haddrell jetted off on the river and the rest of us went to the Tate Modern. Alex and Sue said they'd meet Chazzle and I in the black hole in the Turbine Gallery once they'd had their mother-son cig so we burrowed right to the back of the hole, sat down, and cuddled into a nap. aAah it was so soothing and dark in the back corner. Unfortunately we were awoken by Alex's voice breaking the darkness,' As if some people are sitting down' as he and Sue tripped over my knee. Oh Hi, only us!

Bye for now pork chops xxxxxxxx