delivery day.

delivery day.
torsdag forrige veke tok me bussen til new cross og goldsmiths med to kopiar av jostein si masteroppgåve.

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me måtte venta ei stund før han fekk levera, så me lata oss i hagen imens. så leverte han, ferdig med det og vips reiste me inn til covent garden.

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me åt lunsj og kaker på ladurée i fleire timar, overhøyrte samtalar mellom rare turistar og åt mens me smilte.

delivery day.
så gjekk me rundt omkring, såg på kasjmir og fløyel og ull. og det var den magiske dagen då me leverte masteren til jostein.

translation:
thursday last week we took the bus to new cross and goldsmiths with two copies of j’s masters. we had to wait for a while to hand it in, so we hung out in the beautiful garden for a bit. then he handed it in and we headed to covent garden where we had lunch at ladurée. and cake too! after a couple of hours hanging out on the velvet couches, we walked around for a bit, looked at cashmere, velvet and wool. and that was the magical day when we handed in j’s masters.

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