Me and Mason went to meet Nathan in work.
Dave Mason is the biggest criminal I've ever met; first he rolls a sly joint in Starbucks...
And then he took a massive binbag doggy-bag of sandwiches and sweet fancys and rode away on his getaway bike. I wouldn't buy a thing from Starbucks, but stealing Starbucks food which would have only gone to waste, I feel, was a Fuck You to Starbucks, so I didn't care.
Sian's helmet... it makes me wish I knew how to ride a scooter.
Our (half-eaten) loot.
We had Firework Night in my garden.
I tried my luck with the sparklers.
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