Grand Prix day. I have never really enjoyed a race at all before, but I loved the whole thing!
It may have been down to the great company, it may have been all the trouble Emma and Rachel went to theming their living room, or it may have just been because it was a good race! As usual, I've come up with little back stories for everyone in my head, involving bitching and debauchery, and pit crews tripping each other up at every opportunity.
Unfortunately, the end of the race signalled the end of our time in London. We had a long drive home, listening to Katy DJ songs from the 90's and stopping for BK Cheesecake.

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