Our glass slippers

Went out at beer o'clock last night with Cinderella and her boyfriend[4]. 'twas drinking weather -- persistent crappy rain. Pub, pub, chipshop, flat, pub, pub . . . so a fairly typical Friday night.

Cinderella's boyfriend drunk a pint of beer with a toe- or finger-nail floating in it. It was, quite possibly, the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.

I got to use one of Cinderella's favourite facial expressions [entry, scroll down to the comments] whilst walking back to the flat. Her boyfriend really does need to learn what subjects are safe to discuss in public at the top of your voice.

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[4] Previously referred to by their given names of Jen and Andy, but they failed to stay out past midnight yet again, so they're going to be called these new names until I get bored with them :)