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Red carpet and/or group photos haven’t been uploaded yet ahem hem so here’s a photo of me and Caitlin looking fly as hell pre-BAFTAs
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D[issertation]-Day: Handed in my dissertation, went to the David Bowie exhibit at the V&A (and cried), had chai banana milkshakes in South Ken (at that place, Andy), co-ran an errand for a very nice Labour MP and got to run around the House of Commons for about three minutes, dinner on the South Bank, got on a boat (which was public transportation, and had an onboard bar), and coasted down the Thames to Beyoncé, who was stunning. Candidate for best day ever. |
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I went for a dissertation break walk today and found a herd of somewhat neglected Travellers’ ponies. We’re friends now. |
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Books cab to the airport an hour early to as to spend the last few moments in Britain drinking heavily over a full English breakfast and watching the boys in red trounce Chelsea scum
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Bunch of locals with Young Labour T-shirts dash into a coffee shop as I’m ordering a drink
Young Labour Boy: D’YOU THINK DAVID CAMERON WANTS YOU TO HAVE THAT HOT CHOCOLATE?
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Yep. Yep.
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I always roll my eyes when Americans make perfectly ordinary English daily things into Harry Potter references but then like
last year I sat next to Matthew Lewis on the Northern line David Thewlis lives really nearby and I’ve met him and chatted with him a few times my housemate went to school with Emma Watson and was herself an extra in the first film and I’ve just now gotten a text from a friend demanding I come to the coffee shop in town because Rupert Grint’s just walked in
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