Breakfast in Barcelona, lunch in Paris and dinner in London. Which makes my looooong train journey home sound a lot more exotic.
The photo of tired Alec and the angry looking guy behind him getting on the plane. We all did pretty well considering we had so little sleep.
Watching RuPaul in bed with Jonny. Again.
Wandering around the Gothic quarter, looking at things and going for tapas somewhere nice.
Grace Kelly. What a performer! Corset, hula hooping and so much dancing. At 69!
Knowing more songs that I realised. Arcade Fire were fun. And then dancing to Skepta with Adrian.
Also the cockroach incident was gross but funny. And Chicken Waffle 😉
Brunch with Jonny at Blighty. Just to start the holiday off right.
BARCELONA!
Being here, drinking, gay bars, giggles and flirts. Deciding on our drag names.
The love letter that Hannah left for me on my bed.
The man who knits the amazing landscape jumpers.
Booking Primavera tickets! Here’s to the first holiday booked in 2017. I hope there are many more.
Three little things 