A Day In A Field

Today my parents dragged to my to a flying prom. Classical music and a load of old planes flying around, all done in the middle of a field in Bedfordshire not far from where a West Ham defender got stabbed this morning.

Now I've mentioned that I'm feeling rather uncomfortable.

The field was very dull. I listened to a lot of random music to drown out the classical music, and I kept on opening my phone to look at the background (Rhys Lewis in my kitty hat).

It was an unproductive day.