There's a very particular feeling, the morning after a big party. It's something about how the sunlight touches the scene of the night before, how the small spills and minor messes now come into full view, the kitchen being full of unwashed dishes and the backyard strewn with empty cans.
Yet the very essence of morning-after-party is simply sitting, in your pajamas, with a cup of tea and ignoring all the mess around you. That is currently what I am doing.
It was my brother Jonno's 16th birthday party last night. It's weird enough for your little brother to be growing up, but even weirder when his friends look older than you are! (although this might have been due to the freakishly high stilettos and buttocks-clinging dresses).
Anyway, today looks like being a warm one, so I might struggle through the spilled popcorn and half-eaten pies to take a swim in our pool. Love the next morning! J
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