Tomorrow at 3am I'm getting up.
I'm getting up to catch a flight out of Luton at 7am with
the_nunnery and another friend, Neil.
That flight will take us to Basel in Switzerland, from where we will catch a train to Belfort in France, then a coach to Eurockeennes, which we cannot even pronounce.
This is my first foray into the land of "going to the old summer-type-music-festival-thingies".
I expect it will be fun.
I will try not to eat any horses.