Magic Mushrooms

After driving back from Stockport I met back up with Joe who had been in Wolverhampton visiting friends and after only one night away these bad boys had cropped up in the back garden. I like to think they are little magical toadstools that fairy's play around but I am a little crazy! We spent the afternoon furniture shopping which was unsuccessful, I was too tired and got a bit grumpy and frustrated so the answer to this was a chinese and night in front of the TV. Strictly and X factor but Joe was not so keen.