hometime and house parties

Quiet times all around, except in my head, where the pondering gives way to pandering for the ego. Lounge about and then go out, to a house party in Clapham Common, via bus this time around.
Complete with DJ and muffins, I meet more imported Canadian accountants and go for a walk in the rain.The evening ends with a pound fifty for a McDonald's Cadbury Egg McFlurry. I'm not sure when the 51 pence worked it's way in between the 99 pence advertisement and the till, but it wasn't worth either amount.