When was the last time you sat on the grass?

On Friday, we went for Gisele in the Park and had a blast. Technically, the blast bit had nothing to do with performance, most unfortunately. Ignoring that little detail, picnicking in the park, chit-chatting in the slight evening breeze (quietly, of course) and moving on for late night coffee after - all tremendous fun.

The set was actually rather pretty. And I did enjoy bits of it. Just that we arrived rather late due to work, so there was a "no-head-no-tail" feeling.

Guilty suspects camouflaged by the dark. Funny girl pulled out The Lovely Bones and started to read ("I'm almost done!") while OCDed one declared with a huff, "Man, this is so boring," and plopped her head down to the pile of bags, quite possibly whiling the rest of the night away in random daydreams.