The birthday party of the fabulous, ineffable Simonne Garrigues, aerialist and Renaissance woman, gave 12 of us an excuse to perform for no reason but as tribute to her. For my part I twirled in my undies, and now am posting it here for you to view:
Things change, but not really.
Ireland countdown- one week from tomorrow! Commence wild frantic purchasing of unnecessary things I can't imagine living without! Because you obviously can't go into a pharmacy and buy ibprofen anywhere but your home city.
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