So this would have been the night when we went to Rachel's (and Mark's) party. James (far right . . . in the picture, not politically or whatever) took this picture. From left to right . . . although the middle person should be the only person not obvious at this point . . . that's Anna. I'll always remember this night as the night when Rich (Anna's boyfriend) kind of muttered something to me. I didn't hear what Rich said, so I was like, "What?!" and then Rich immediately said, "It's French, you ignoramus." Further enquiries as to what it was that Rich said in French proved futile. What a strange night . . . we were kind of rattling around a bit in Mark's huge house, the second floor of which Rachel admitted she hardly ever visits . . . there is no need. Everything she needs in on the ground or first floor. Crazy.