Amy's graduation/birthday party was lovely - friends, cocktails, cake, dancing to cheesy 80s nonsense with like minded people, dressing up and getting to be a goth for the evening :) I took lots and lots of photos of the dance floor which are mostly awful, though one or two look like they have really cool filters applied. I failed to get any decent photos of my with my Siouxsie wig on which don't contain other people's small children, but did take a selfie with my own purple hair and one which Matthew photo-bombed. Nailed it?
Right now I have a box of dates brought back from Algeria by Hania. She had to cut them from the branches for me to fit the box, and they're still on little twigs. They are *amazing*.