Last night we sat around a wooden table in an old house, drinking an incredible amount of tea and talking about times long gone. Who would have thought that we’d become such responsible and “serious” adults? We talked about one particular night 9 years ago – that was the night when I saw the love of my life and threw up vodka through my nose. Now, that’s the way to impress a guy! (then we stopped being so serious and dedicated the rest of the night to absurdities).
The radio was playing some old songs – the kind of songs that bring back a bunch of great memories. The song below reminds me of watering plants with Malibu, dancing around Manchester, slumbering parties, partying until 5 a.m. and colouring my tongue blue.