Friday brought the end of the week. (WooHoo!!)
The end of our employment. (Good Riddance Ben and Toby)
Our last day in the Warehouse (which is now spottlessly tidy and well-stocked).
Our last day completing the Stable. (Horses move in today. YEAH! NEIGH!)
Payday ("Hecka skrilla" as Emma Ritcey might say, if she had a job)

We enjoyed a cider at Quartz Brewery with Simon, Lesley, Ben, and Toby, and then returned to White House Bar/Disco/Techno Rave Dance Floor/Curry House/Music central, for a night that included, well, all the things I just listed.

Tonight is our last night at White House, tomorrow is Anya's birthday, and the next day, we fly to Paris.