Soapbox race day!

The horse survived the race, didn't kill anybody and actually won a prize. Am fucking delighted

Also a lovely lunch with Mim and Ian, a much needed afternoon nap and a night out for my person's birthday - complete with utter genius ideas, unfulfilled requests for shaggy, the earliest spin ever on the revolving dance floor, plans for future cosmetic surgery and the lovely feeling that comes with knowing that somebody is on your side - without question, conditions or hesitation