Collins all round

So this weekend has come to an end, it seemed like a nice fat juicy weekend. One where you let go of your inhibitions and really distance yourself from the mundane nature of the job..

Surprise has been palpable since as I’ve been offered a promotion at work, don't know if ill take it though, the summer exhibition has had its wicked way with me and I’ve got a head like fried toast and a brain like an omelette.

So the weekend was wonderful, so much so that I still have the fake tattoos on my arms that won't wash off. The Scots performed delightfully as ever. One went with us and showered us with gifts love and affection the whole weekend. The other ended up partying his ass off in dispersed with the occasional power nap, his love continues to go around the country and back on himself all over again..

And I’ve eaten shitloads, honestly, the days of walnut belly are gone. Maybe it's the boat, maybe it's the fact that i don't get out enough, Hmm.. I think I must truly become a salvia fiend in order to get truly fucked up...

COLLINS ALL ROUND!

xxx