"Double vodka/diet coke...

..cos I'd just brushed my teeth. Mince over to the dance floor with a straw. Bloke knocks my glass straight into the air. 4 quid for a straw!"-Jackson

Hopefully this guy has a better time this evening...



Hope it's a good one...



It will cheer him up to know where Rob dined last night after Shearwater and Beirut. What was it called? Is it called...




It's a step up from the happy meals Rob's been taking down. There's a toy with one eye in the fridge downstairs and now these two guys...



I'll leave you with some happy wildlife. Simple pleasures...