4th of July

No fireworks.

Here, they are only purchasable in the two weeks leading up to Guy Fawkes Day.

Instead, drank a bunch of beer with sibling, friend and his siblings. Decided to fight in the bar. Formulated double– and triple–crosses. The sibling dynamic is fucking excellent. The best gift any man can receive is another brother.

Left that bar. The singer in the band was wearing blackface. Got meat pies. Almost–fight with some imbecile. Falling over in the street. Going to an Alice–in–Wonderland–themed bar. Teapots full of drinks, and a vague shred of common sense that informed me that I should not drink from them...