Caipiroska-deliciousness at Eight Bar
I know you, Falmouth
The Princess Pavilion - to watch Freya's Oklahoma!-show
Children on the grass drawing... the gardens?
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Man-made shell patterns inside tiny caverns in the Pavilion's garden
Going back to Falmouth was odd. On the way there I was scared I would meet friends I haven't seen in almost a year, and all of a sudden have nothing to talk about. Or not get along. Or this or that or something bad would happen. Instead I had an event-packed weekend, where we went to all our old pub haunts, watched Much Ado About Nothing by my old housemates' old drama society, watched Oklahoma! with my old housemate Freya, went to an engagement meal, went to more pubs, saw the Olympic flame go by (carried by a running 12-year-old), ate toast, drank tea, ate pasties and ice cream and fudge and a pub lunch and discovered break-ups had happened as well as people getting together, and all in all the weekend went too fast - I was suddenly on my way to Brighton. More photos from Falmouth to come first though. Nothing like a bit of nostalgia.
