we had a tie-dying sesh in the garden which was originally meant for peggy and her pals but she was too embarrassed to ask them, in case they thought it was silly. we had seven sweatshirts to do so we drafted beth in too, who was in hysterics throughout. beefy’s looked like the worst garment left on a festival stall on the sunday morning.

b took betty home and I visited g for a gas at night.