one last night in lima with my purple haired friend, a thrashing at tenpinbowling and a good coffee and the journey home begun.
noone knew i was coming home except my bro (who apparently didnt know the right day as i found out at the airport)
1st night curry.. amazing, poisoned myself with poppadoms... less amazing.
saw and suprised a few people in london village and then shot off to bristol for footy, funk and a few more suprises.
SUNDAY- the big mans birthday!
mum and dad suspecting they were suprising me in 2weeks at the airport (an off scent throwing plan fabricated planned by the bro and myself)
unfortunatly didnt find a very big box and after pete had gone into the house and distracted the parents i had to resume a muslim praying position and have the box shoved on over me, feet hangin out.
it was all good and sucessful, watery eyes, big hugs and lots of food and cider!!!
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