After the wig party

Sadly, the day after the wig party I had to work and, as I mentioned previously, Jim was suffering from post-wig party syndrome, but by SUnday we managed to muster enough energy to take a walk in Hampstead Heath. The best part was that we ran into Meg and Dan on our way. Unfortunately, they were going in the opposite direction and to another part of London, but it was still fun to run into our dear friends.

Hampstead Heath was muddy because it's been raining a lot lately. JIm was concerned about the condition his pants would be in so he took some extra precautions. Nice socks!

It was a typical grey and rainy day in London, so we came home and got into comfy mode. FInchley was in his fort:

Jim was in his Texas A&M sweatshirt:

And there is no photographic evidence of my existence that day, so you'll have to take my word for it.