in Norfolk, you need to be crazy to survive.

It was lovely to come back from the stress and exhaustion of finishing my university degree into the arms of some very old, dear, and slightly mental friends. We'd been friends since our first year of high school together, collecting a few comrades along the way.
But the thing I love about people and friends in Norfolk, is they never take themselves to seriously, and everything is so light-hearted, jokes are simple and pleasures can be found in the silliest of things. 
I was looking through some pictures we took at our friend Kerri's 21st and they just illustrate what I'm talking about...and I know i'll get into trouble for posting them but the faces say it all....eek!

And of course, to round the celebration of in style...

...only a bloody bouncy castle!


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