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a drink with paul


i went out for a drink, a catchup and a bag of monster munch with my bestest mate paul last evening. 

driving back home after, it struck me that although we probably only meet up once or twice a year, it’s the fact that we could do it more often which means we don’t need to.  but i’ll miss it when we’re on the other side of the planet.


on the way back we saw this snail.