Ian

This evening I met Ian for dinner at my favourite restaurant. It's been a few weeks since we've seen each other, and in that time he's had his hair chopped off and turned a year older, so we decided to celebrate the second of those events.

I forgot to take a photo inside the restaurant, so here he is in some hideous light on the darkest street in Belfast. You can just about make out the birthday card in his hand, so I reckon that counts as a celebratory blip :)