The family with two cats

Last day in Liverpool comes now and then we can put aside the town for a little while (but not for too long)

"Mama, noooo! Come bak, plz do not leef me!":

Grown ups left the building to explore little bit of town once again.

A religious giant:

He lost his eyes after peeking:

When London has an eye, we must have an eye:

Grandfather, this is only for you:

"Harrrr!":

My worst nightmare is to wake on one of those:

Liverbirds at quater after two:

Dome (I am really creative today with the picture headers):

Pedobear's office:

To the left, to the left:

Erik works at M&S and after working hours, he takes home bunch of flowers that are usually just thrown away. 

His girlfriend is the luckiest female on this planet! Also his cats are blessed, because they also get vase full of flowers next to their kitty food:

Paprica died and is going to heaven:

Sometimes I still dream about this meal, because it was delicious and cheap in the same time. Not something you could have in Stockholm:

"YOO CANS HUG ME, BUT I WILL BITE YOUS. THAT AR LUV":

http://youtu.be/HYRm4-AYuiI:

Liverpool and Chester

I have two post more to come about Liverpool and London, before I can go on with my Stockholm life. Since I am actually back in this cold, snowy, yet clean place.

Here I will sum up my day in Chester and you will also see little bit of Liverpool.

I dressed myself rather untraditionally, as I covered myself completely up. The ethnic clothing there is tube top, so your tits and vadšei-dšei are almost covered, no tights whatsoever and heels that take you onto levels, there Felix Baumgartner has been.

Liverpool Town Hall:

Close your mouth, your heart cools down:

Laura and Laura:

Liverbirds are protecting the town and also Erik's chest:

Outshining competition
Three gracious ladies, oui!

My back seems to be my best feature:

The original Banksy artwork, pleasantly covered by plastic glass: 

Chester greeted us with some prosta power:

We were visiting Erik's mother, who lives in a bloody castle!
Rapunzel and all the Disney creatures, would live here:

One moment I was in Tartu, wtf?:

The most photographed clock after Big Ben, so I added some score to it:

Tanel is haunting the place:

Mama's treats:

Coco choco sugar loops - The Wig Gig

On Friday we were at home to make a decent Estonian feast, which consisted of potato salad and spinach rolls. Yes, we went big, because we had something mind-blowing to celebrate, but I do not want to rush the news for now. 

Also in the end of the day we went little crazy with Laura's wig. You cannot even believe how much excitement it brought, the picture below is a little spoiler alert:

"Hey, Sugar Loops" - "Hey Coco Choco":

Almost genuine sausage, but not quite yet.

Polish food we trust (almost), because without it the potato salad would have suffered:

There is a picture of a little fruit, which is right now a size of a peach.

Let me just say that a particular family is digivolving onto next level:

Proper Eastern European style roller pin:

Girlfriend of another mister and a boyfriend of another sister:

Me and Mikk tried to kiss each-other, Tanel was just chilling in between:

"Hands up, those who love Dšešus!"

"Hallelujah!"

I have blocked out everything before 2000, though occasionally memories come back and I have some flashbacks:

Probably breast-feeding, it is really IN right now:

The emotions we get, while watching cat videos:

The Little Witch is flying on her broom:

Three years living in England and studying music - eventually this is what happens:

Ovaries before brovaries:

Maybe he's born with it. 

Natural as Anu Saagim's boobwork:

Elämä on laiffii!:

Johhaidii = The second day in Liverpool

The next day was a little more laid-back. We walked around the city and did tourist shit, as you do.

E and L have a special fireplace that probably does not work, but is excellent for placing pictures. 

We were there too, not sure if they change the picture every time new guests are around or they really love us...:

Great success is to be an adult and eat cookies for breakfast:

Lamp is a lamp:

After that we went out to walk around the city. 

"Come at me bro" and "Bring it on":

Massive tunes and wicked income:

Never-ending pattern of England:

Big house, don't remember what it was though:

A dress made out of human hair, little bit too kinky:

Endless pattern of Liverpool:

"Holding my head up, holding it up" - see what I did here?:

Of course, The Beatles, because my grandfather insisted that I should make some pictures. He saw Beatles in Stockholm 1963:

Lauras shine out, but boys are not far behind:

90's bar makes us fierce:

Those lips are made for being perfect:

Look what shoes I am wearing. Those were my Mister's Valentine's day gift for me. A clear hint...: