Kevin and Stuarts Romantic Summer Getaway part 2
So leg 2 in the summer vacation. The exotic journey to the midlands... and a substantially more boring entry than the last one. you'll need real perseverance to make you're way through all of this.
The Midlands
Sunday
A really early start, 8am. I bleakly made my way into leeds to make the journey to wolverhampton. When I found the ticket machine I expected it to say something like “Are you sure? It's shit you know” when I pressed the wolverhampton button, but no instead it confronted me with the horror of a £76 fare, luckily there was a reduced fare by £30 if I travelled via manchester (are they trying to up their tourist numbers or something) and on my way I went. In manchester I needed food and had a less than a 10 minute window between trains to do it, to marks and spencer I went and thanks to a combination of poor selection and my fussy diet I had to get the worst sushi in the world and a melon medley for pudding. On the train I tried to consume the sushi, it was horrific, eating fish first thing in the morning doesn't strike me as a good substitute to my beloved coco pops and the least appetising sushi in the world didn't help. The people sat across the table from me probably thought I was doing some sort of extreme sport the way I recoiled with each bite of pieces of macrel and tuna mayo california rolls. Luckily the melon medley saved the day, and I vowed that one day i'm going to sit down and eat a whole watermelon, maybe dressed as Yoshi to make the occasion more grand.
Once I arrived in wolves I immediately wanted to leave, it was like dearby, but worse, the midlands are really grim. I had to wait for Bob at the train station, so I killed some time seeing what touts would value a guest ticket at. This was a bit of a mistake as after just being like “£20 mate” they were soon following me around trying to thrust a vast wad of pounds in my hand (£100) even though I had no intention to sell him anything. On the bus to the site we donned our wellies in preperation for the mud bath, me into my mens wellies, bob into his size 7 girls ones and ventured into the site bumping into one of bob's friends called maysie who was waiting for dip who had her bag. Yes Dip!! I was so pumped to see him again. As we waited for him I learnt about the dom fan community, a group called the Dom Sluts, I had no idea such things existed, I assume as they haven't all slept with him yet that Dom doesn't know either.
With Dip in tow we entered the arena, which was more like a brown apocalypse of mud and people. Silly little dip was wearing trainers, which went from white to ruined in an instant. We soon rendezvoused with stuart who amazed me by how he was still wearing the same nerdy top that he'd been wearing for the past week (and which he continued to wear the next 2 days and probably is still wearing now), he took us through the field to meet the other musers, where the was gem, ril, and chizzle, we said a quick hello to Lynzi as we were just near where she was sat she went to take a photo of us, and this is where I made my biggest fuck up of the day. One of lynzi's friends or family went to take a photo of us and I shouted “guys get together, he's about to get a photo of us” seconds later I realised he was a she. Oh dear! Swift getaway!
Next we had the pleasure on enjoying one of gem's favourites, alanis morrishit. Wow she was good, I tried to get pumped for her but gem kept getting mad at me and hitting me. We then investigated the Nandos that was in the guest area, I had got very excited at such a promise when i'd heard about it. I niavely concieved it might be a normal nandos in a festival and had brought along my voucher for a free half chicken. Sadly it was not to be only burgers and the voucher would get me nothing.
Then we had to find more n00bs. We met the entity of kazichael and then found blee and her friend sarah, blee was possibly the least prepared festival goer in the world, with her bright red tights and trainers and moved across the mud path at the pace of a elderly snail trying to avoid all mud which was somewhat akin to trying avoid water whilst in the sea. A bit of titting around later and soon it was time to watch a band, only one other band on the bill appealed to me and this was the sugababes. They delivered. The highlight was when they played the max song (you know the one steph sang at his funeral? Now I know how I feel about you now or something) wow emotions were high because of max but they're performance was great and then they did the greatest thing a pop act can do to a live song. Thats right the addition of a long guitar solo to the outro! Leaving the tent was a little problematic, as someone asked me “is that your real hair? can I touch it?” I granted permission and soon there was a whole web of people around me all with their hands in my hair. I got scared and a bit trapped!
The day just continued going from strength to strength from that point as a keenly sighted Gem spotted no other than a massive celebrity! I was in awe, I couldn't believe the person ahead of me, was none other than Sasha from Hollyoaks. Gem kindly took me over and introduced me to her (I was farrrrrrrrrrr to star struck!) and wow in real life she doesn't even seem like a skag head, thats all acting, wow! Anyway she was polite I got a photo, but I had the impression she was probably a bit sick of meeting n00bs all the time and maybe I sounded a little too sarcastic when I said “I love your work”. Then out into the wilderness I ventured with dip to try find some of the n00bs who were waiting near the stage for muse (the kooks were on) somehow I lost little dip on the way and have never seen him again! No-one else saw him either, I think he had an emo moment and wrote poetry in some corner of the site. Without him I somehow I managed to find a bunch of musers featuring Mark (dawntheif), Alli (vibrantXhearts) and Kirstin (blissfullymuse) the latter of which was recovering from a minor casualty they'd had from getting hyper pumped to Muse the day before. There was a crazy middle aged woman behind Mark who was totally into the festival and really wanted to get Mark dancing (I think he could have got MILF love) and kept asking me questions “who's he here for?” “Muse” “No-one else?” “I don't think so” “Why isn't he dancing?” “I dont think he likes the kooks much” “why? Whats he doing here?” “Waiting for Muse” “Oh” she started to scare me after a bit cos she wouldn't shut up. I felt dirty being around all these people who were enjoying the kooks so I ventured off.
Now it was starting to get evening time and naturally the essex girls in our group were starting to get a bit worse for wear, and they were soon both visibily moist for me. Sarah in particular was loving my ways, choosing to express her love through the medium of violence towards me. We watched some of the stereophonics rather dull set (I was waiting for Dakota the only song of theirs that gets me pumped which they of course played last) and soon it was time to prepare for the Muse. Which meant pretty much the entire festival crowd went to the barriers to the urinate, I saw a lot of girls squatting, I'm slightly scarred by looking left and seeing a nice ass and then just at that second seeing a supersoaker of piss squirt out of her. Muse were great as usual, it was a very similar set to Marlay with the omission of Bliss, and differente riffs and things, they played looser still than they had at Marlay and was nice to see the last performance of the tour.
After muse I went to find people in the aftermath of the crowd, bumping into Lauren and the n00bs I'd met earlier, we then went with Lauren to find everyone else (she wanted to say hello) and wow we nearly got an awesome awkward situation when we arrived to find not Stu or Kazichael there and just Gem, Ril, Ste and Gem's friends. Lauren, the wimp, legged it. Haha.
Trying to leave the site we found lynzi with her scooter stuck in the mud! Nightmare, we tried to help out somewhat and the I looked over to see Gem right in front of the scooter, I thought she was trying to clear a path, it turned out she'd got completely stuck in the mud and needed pulling out, It was very funny. We left telling the least helpful security guard in the world about Lynzi being stuck, they replied “WE KNOW” and then did nothing, how helpful. Poor Lynzi was stuck there for hours, I thought it was quite shocking that the V organisers had no sort of contingency plan for how to get wheeled vehicles out in the event of mud, surely it was a possibility?
Heading back to the campsite we bumped into Court and Degrassi41 (I think thats her username), after mocking me for my muse merch ways Court was there sporting a n00b shirt herself, dear dear! In the campsite we got to celebrate Gem turning 21 with a big countdown, and we even met a nice drug dealer who said “who's birthday is it?.... do you want to buy some charlie?”. As time went out on me and Bob ventured into the night to find our bus home, which was a disaster! We kept getting directed the wrong way, out of 3 possible paths we were sent down them all. It took us ages to find a bus.
Back in my hotel I made a poor decision, on finding a hair dryer, I thought awesome I can wash my jeans and use this to dry them. So I put my jeans in the bath soaked them cleaned them and then started to dry them, within minutes the hair dryer had overheated and was no longer working and my jeans were still dripping wet, I decided to try dry them by wearing them, after half an hour of walking around my hotel room sopping wet I decided it was a bad idea and found the shower rail was heated. Then to sleep.
Monday
The day started with putting on my still wet jeans, I was really worried about chaffing and had to take every step was extreme caution. Off into wolverhampton, which was still shit, I went. I saw bob off and rang Inn, “I'm still in the car park” she said. Then luckily on trying to find Kazichael I found they'd just got off a bus right next to me, so we were rendezvoused, we said goodbye to Ste who was heading to work and headed over to Brum, we then found Kazichael and pope's hotels, sat back relaxed watched neighbours and then rang Inn - “I'm still in the car park”.
It was time for food and there were some n00bs in brum (Max and Liam) so we went to nando's like you'd expect. Stuart must have been a bit worse for wear because he needed my help in finishing his extremely large meal. After nandos we head into brum to find Wincy and Olli (Enjoy Your Worries) and did the only cool thing you can do when you have that many people off the internet together, we went to the Apple store to each use the internet. We rung up Inn - “I'm still in the car park”. Then to selfridges we went to buy over priced novelty food, kazichael bought some lucky charms for a shockingly close to £10 price. I went to get myself some jelly belly beans from the pick and mix dispensers, unfortunately all the dispensers seemed to let out different quantites, so to Stu's amusement I did a test dispense before each one, I had to be extra frugal because last time i'd used the dispensers I'd spent over a fiver on beans, this time only £1.20!
We decided to kill some time by going to a pub for a bit, Wince told me of a place called the “Scary Metal Pub” I was sold! And then she took about leading us, and took us to a fucking spoons! Not happy I demanded metal and wince refused to take us there claiming it being too dangerous, I even heard on the phone saying “He wants to go to the metal pub, he has a bright green muse shirt on” luckily between Liam and a bit of help from her we got to the pub, which of course wasn't scary at all. Which was somewhat epitomised by the screen saying “Scruffy Murphys encourages you to drink responsibly”, it was a very cool place though, with some good metal playing, funniest moment was when Max said “i like this metallica song” when Ace of Spades was being played. Somehow we'd killed enough time that Inn actually turned up, only 5 and a half hours late.
On our way for food I had a little bit of an accident due to Birmingham's slippery when wet streets, somehow after a minor incident of me kicking Inn up the arse I ended up falling over flat on my back and getting battered by a girl for a few mins, it was a touch humiliating. We went to get some sushi, where me and pope were considering going for some IMAX dark knight action, however the entity of kazichael was split on whether they wanted to go, apparantly the female half finds it really scary :-/. After we finished our food we sat for about an hour watching inn finish her food and then headed back to selfridges for Inn to get some Jelly Belly, my earlier flow experiments may have aroused some attention as there were now a number of secuirty guards around the dispensers and I felt obliged to behave. Then it was a quick trip to the pub before going back to the hotel where Stuart had kindly said I could crash that night. At the pub we played a fun game of texting Lauren to humiliate her about her sex life via the use of Muse lyrics, we came up with some (predictable) crackers equating the song Cave to the arsehole and Supermassive Black Hole to her growler. I bet she thought we were so witty.
After chilling back at the hotel on the lovely Broad Street (basically the street where slappers, stag do's and hen do's go in birmingham at the weekend) I went on a solo food mission, and soon discovered that when it's not the weekend this street is full of beggars. I had to deal with one of those annoying people who insist on telling you an epic sob story before asking you to part with a tenner or something, he was a bit scary he said he was a soldier and introduced himself as something like “Lance Corporal Peters blah blah 1 9 7 5 2 3” and then proceded to explain his right hand was so swollen cos he'd been fighting people from birmingham all day. The old I have no money lie worked though and he (bizarrely) cheerfully said good bye to me. Back at the hotel stuart was lending his phone to kazichael to use as an alarm clock, when he mucked up his pin (how hard is 1337 to remember?) and then he needed a PUK code, the massive n00b.
Tuesday
Tuesday started abrubtly when awoken by the female half of kazichael, it was literally the only time I saw them apart over the 3 days, it lasted about 10 seconds but it still happened. Then the full entity joined us in Stuarts room to say good byes before they went off to the airport and we slept longer. Once awake we headed into Brum for subway, seeing numerous lost prophets fans that were literring the city or seemingly sporting the “mega lolz” shirt that seems a bizarre piece of merchandise for that band.
After a nice salad, we just had time to kill so we wandered around the city and to the train station where we found an army recruitment stand. Feeling a rush of patriotism I went over to discuss what I could do for my country, I suggested I could make them a nice website or something, but I think they wanted me to use guns. Then a very charming young man asked me if I was “over 18” to try sell me electricity, that made me feel nice and young.
On the way home I went, which became quite a farce in manchester. They'd lost some drivers somewhere and so I had to keep getting off trains that weren't setting off, eventually the third train I got on, which was the busiest slowest train in the world. I had arrangements to meet the recently dumped Donna to try cheer her up in leeds, and ended up getting there nearly an hour late. But well I did cheer her up good, I took her to a sex shop (she's filthy you see) and then to borders to get an erotic book, then we went to an awesome thai place. And then finally I got to go home and sleep.
Anyway a great bunch of days with loads of n00b faces old and new. i wish i could remember everyone cool i met but alas there were so many :-(
The Midlands
Sunday
A really early start, 8am. I bleakly made my way into leeds to make the journey to wolverhampton. When I found the ticket machine I expected it to say something like “Are you sure? It's shit you know” when I pressed the wolverhampton button, but no instead it confronted me with the horror of a £76 fare, luckily there was a reduced fare by £30 if I travelled via manchester (are they trying to up their tourist numbers or something) and on my way I went. In manchester I needed food and had a less than a 10 minute window between trains to do it, to marks and spencer I went and thanks to a combination of poor selection and my fussy diet I had to get the worst sushi in the world and a melon medley for pudding. On the train I tried to consume the sushi, it was horrific, eating fish first thing in the morning doesn't strike me as a good substitute to my beloved coco pops and the least appetising sushi in the world didn't help. The people sat across the table from me probably thought I was doing some sort of extreme sport the way I recoiled with each bite of pieces of macrel and tuna mayo california rolls. Luckily the melon medley saved the day, and I vowed that one day i'm going to sit down and eat a whole watermelon, maybe dressed as Yoshi to make the occasion more grand.
Once I arrived in wolves I immediately wanted to leave, it was like dearby, but worse, the midlands are really grim. I had to wait for Bob at the train station, so I killed some time seeing what touts would value a guest ticket at. This was a bit of a mistake as after just being like “£20 mate” they were soon following me around trying to thrust a vast wad of pounds in my hand (£100) even though I had no intention to sell him anything. On the bus to the site we donned our wellies in preperation for the mud bath, me into my mens wellies, bob into his size 7 girls ones and ventured into the site bumping into one of bob's friends called maysie who was waiting for dip who had her bag. Yes Dip!! I was so pumped to see him again. As we waited for him I learnt about the dom fan community, a group called the Dom Sluts, I had no idea such things existed, I assume as they haven't all slept with him yet that Dom doesn't know either.
With Dip in tow we entered the arena, which was more like a brown apocalypse of mud and people. Silly little dip was wearing trainers, which went from white to ruined in an instant. We soon rendezvoused with stuart who amazed me by how he was still wearing the same nerdy top that he'd been wearing for the past week (and which he continued to wear the next 2 days and probably is still wearing now), he took us through the field to meet the other musers, where the was gem, ril, and chizzle, we said a quick hello to Lynzi as we were just near where she was sat she went to take a photo of us, and this is where I made my biggest fuck up of the day. One of lynzi's friends or family went to take a photo of us and I shouted “guys get together, he's about to get a photo of us” seconds later I realised he was a she. Oh dear! Swift getaway!
Next we had the pleasure on enjoying one of gem's favourites, alanis morrishit. Wow she was good, I tried to get pumped for her but gem kept getting mad at me and hitting me. We then investigated the Nandos that was in the guest area, I had got very excited at such a promise when i'd heard about it. I niavely concieved it might be a normal nandos in a festival and had brought along my voucher for a free half chicken. Sadly it was not to be only burgers and the voucher would get me nothing.
Then we had to find more n00bs. We met the entity of kazichael and then found blee and her friend sarah, blee was possibly the least prepared festival goer in the world, with her bright red tights and trainers and moved across the mud path at the pace of a elderly snail trying to avoid all mud which was somewhat akin to trying avoid water whilst in the sea. A bit of titting around later and soon it was time to watch a band, only one other band on the bill appealed to me and this was the sugababes. They delivered. The highlight was when they played the max song (you know the one steph sang at his funeral? Now I know how I feel about you now or something) wow emotions were high because of max but they're performance was great and then they did the greatest thing a pop act can do to a live song. Thats right the addition of a long guitar solo to the outro! Leaving the tent was a little problematic, as someone asked me “is that your real hair? can I touch it?” I granted permission and soon there was a whole web of people around me all with their hands in my hair. I got scared and a bit trapped!
The day just continued going from strength to strength from that point as a keenly sighted Gem spotted no other than a massive celebrity! I was in awe, I couldn't believe the person ahead of me, was none other than Sasha from Hollyoaks. Gem kindly took me over and introduced me to her (I was farrrrrrrrrrr to star struck!) and wow in real life she doesn't even seem like a skag head, thats all acting, wow! Anyway she was polite I got a photo, but I had the impression she was probably a bit sick of meeting n00bs all the time and maybe I sounded a little too sarcastic when I said “I love your work”. Then out into the wilderness I ventured with dip to try find some of the n00bs who were waiting near the stage for muse (the kooks were on) somehow I lost little dip on the way and have never seen him again! No-one else saw him either, I think he had an emo moment and wrote poetry in some corner of the site. Without him I somehow I managed to find a bunch of musers featuring Mark (dawntheif), Alli (vibrantXhearts) and Kirstin (blissfullymuse) the latter of which was recovering from a minor casualty they'd had from getting hyper pumped to Muse the day before. There was a crazy middle aged woman behind Mark who was totally into the festival and really wanted to get Mark dancing (I think he could have got MILF love) and kept asking me questions “who's he here for?” “Muse” “No-one else?” “I don't think so” “Why isn't he dancing?” “I dont think he likes the kooks much” “why? Whats he doing here?” “Waiting for Muse” “Oh” she started to scare me after a bit cos she wouldn't shut up. I felt dirty being around all these people who were enjoying the kooks so I ventured off.
Now it was starting to get evening time and naturally the essex girls in our group were starting to get a bit worse for wear, and they were soon both visibily moist for me. Sarah in particular was loving my ways, choosing to express her love through the medium of violence towards me. We watched some of the stereophonics rather dull set (I was waiting for Dakota the only song of theirs that gets me pumped which they of course played last) and soon it was time to prepare for the Muse. Which meant pretty much the entire festival crowd went to the barriers to the urinate, I saw a lot of girls squatting, I'm slightly scarred by looking left and seeing a nice ass and then just at that second seeing a supersoaker of piss squirt out of her. Muse were great as usual, it was a very similar set to Marlay with the omission of Bliss, and differente riffs and things, they played looser still than they had at Marlay and was nice to see the last performance of the tour.
After muse I went to find people in the aftermath of the crowd, bumping into Lauren and the n00bs I'd met earlier, we then went with Lauren to find everyone else (she wanted to say hello) and wow we nearly got an awesome awkward situation when we arrived to find not Stu or Kazichael there and just Gem, Ril, Ste and Gem's friends. Lauren, the wimp, legged it. Haha.
Trying to leave the site we found lynzi with her scooter stuck in the mud! Nightmare, we tried to help out somewhat and the I looked over to see Gem right in front of the scooter, I thought she was trying to clear a path, it turned out she'd got completely stuck in the mud and needed pulling out, It was very funny. We left telling the least helpful security guard in the world about Lynzi being stuck, they replied “WE KNOW” and then did nothing, how helpful. Poor Lynzi was stuck there for hours, I thought it was quite shocking that the V organisers had no sort of contingency plan for how to get wheeled vehicles out in the event of mud, surely it was a possibility?
Heading back to the campsite we bumped into Court and Degrassi41 (I think thats her username), after mocking me for my muse merch ways Court was there sporting a n00b shirt herself, dear dear! In the campsite we got to celebrate Gem turning 21 with a big countdown, and we even met a nice drug dealer who said “who's birthday is it?.... do you want to buy some charlie?”. As time went out on me and Bob ventured into the night to find our bus home, which was a disaster! We kept getting directed the wrong way, out of 3 possible paths we were sent down them all. It took us ages to find a bus.
Back in my hotel I made a poor decision, on finding a hair dryer, I thought awesome I can wash my jeans and use this to dry them. So I put my jeans in the bath soaked them cleaned them and then started to dry them, within minutes the hair dryer had overheated and was no longer working and my jeans were still dripping wet, I decided to try dry them by wearing them, after half an hour of walking around my hotel room sopping wet I decided it was a bad idea and found the shower rail was heated. Then to sleep.
Monday
The day started with putting on my still wet jeans, I was really worried about chaffing and had to take every step was extreme caution. Off into wolverhampton, which was still shit, I went. I saw bob off and rang Inn, “I'm still in the car park” she said. Then luckily on trying to find Kazichael I found they'd just got off a bus right next to me, so we were rendezvoused, we said goodbye to Ste who was heading to work and headed over to Brum, we then found Kazichael and pope's hotels, sat back relaxed watched neighbours and then rang Inn - “I'm still in the car park”.
It was time for food and there were some n00bs in brum (Max and Liam) so we went to nando's like you'd expect. Stuart must have been a bit worse for wear because he needed my help in finishing his extremely large meal. After nandos we head into brum to find Wincy and Olli (Enjoy Your Worries) and did the only cool thing you can do when you have that many people off the internet together, we went to the Apple store to each use the internet. We rung up Inn - “I'm still in the car park”. Then to selfridges we went to buy over priced novelty food, kazichael bought some lucky charms for a shockingly close to £10 price. I went to get myself some jelly belly beans from the pick and mix dispensers, unfortunately all the dispensers seemed to let out different quantites, so to Stu's amusement I did a test dispense before each one, I had to be extra frugal because last time i'd used the dispensers I'd spent over a fiver on beans, this time only £1.20!
We decided to kill some time by going to a pub for a bit, Wince told me of a place called the “Scary Metal Pub” I was sold! And then she took about leading us, and took us to a fucking spoons! Not happy I demanded metal and wince refused to take us there claiming it being too dangerous, I even heard on the phone saying “He wants to go to the metal pub, he has a bright green muse shirt on” luckily between Liam and a bit of help from her we got to the pub, which of course wasn't scary at all. Which was somewhat epitomised by the screen saying “Scruffy Murphys encourages you to drink responsibly”, it was a very cool place though, with some good metal playing, funniest moment was when Max said “i like this metallica song” when Ace of Spades was being played. Somehow we'd killed enough time that Inn actually turned up, only 5 and a half hours late.
On our way for food I had a little bit of an accident due to Birmingham's slippery when wet streets, somehow after a minor incident of me kicking Inn up the arse I ended up falling over flat on my back and getting battered by a girl for a few mins, it was a touch humiliating. We went to get some sushi, where me and pope were considering going for some IMAX dark knight action, however the entity of kazichael was split on whether they wanted to go, apparantly the female half finds it really scary :-/. After we finished our food we sat for about an hour watching inn finish her food and then headed back to selfridges for Inn to get some Jelly Belly, my earlier flow experiments may have aroused some attention as there were now a number of secuirty guards around the dispensers and I felt obliged to behave. Then it was a quick trip to the pub before going back to the hotel where Stuart had kindly said I could crash that night. At the pub we played a fun game of texting Lauren to humiliate her about her sex life via the use of Muse lyrics, we came up with some (predictable) crackers equating the song Cave to the arsehole and Supermassive Black Hole to her growler. I bet she thought we were so witty.
After chilling back at the hotel on the lovely Broad Street (basically the street where slappers, stag do's and hen do's go in birmingham at the weekend) I went on a solo food mission, and soon discovered that when it's not the weekend this street is full of beggars. I had to deal with one of those annoying people who insist on telling you an epic sob story before asking you to part with a tenner or something, he was a bit scary he said he was a soldier and introduced himself as something like “Lance Corporal Peters blah blah 1 9 7 5 2 3” and then proceded to explain his right hand was so swollen cos he'd been fighting people from birmingham all day. The old I have no money lie worked though and he (bizarrely) cheerfully said good bye to me. Back at the hotel stuart was lending his phone to kazichael to use as an alarm clock, when he mucked up his pin (how hard is 1337 to remember?) and then he needed a PUK code, the massive n00b.
Tuesday
Tuesday started abrubtly when awoken by the female half of kazichael, it was literally the only time I saw them apart over the 3 days, it lasted about 10 seconds but it still happened. Then the full entity joined us in Stuarts room to say good byes before they went off to the airport and we slept longer. Once awake we headed into Brum for subway, seeing numerous lost prophets fans that were literring the city or seemingly sporting the “mega lolz” shirt that seems a bizarre piece of merchandise for that band.
After a nice salad, we just had time to kill so we wandered around the city and to the train station where we found an army recruitment stand. Feeling a rush of patriotism I went over to discuss what I could do for my country, I suggested I could make them a nice website or something, but I think they wanted me to use guns. Then a very charming young man asked me if I was “over 18” to try sell me electricity, that made me feel nice and young.
On the way home I went, which became quite a farce in manchester. They'd lost some drivers somewhere and so I had to keep getting off trains that weren't setting off, eventually the third train I got on, which was the busiest slowest train in the world. I had arrangements to meet the recently dumped Donna to try cheer her up in leeds, and ended up getting there nearly an hour late. But well I did cheer her up good, I took her to a sex shop (she's filthy you see) and then to borders to get an erotic book, then we went to an awesome thai place. And then finally I got to go home and sleep.
Anyway a great bunch of days with loads of n00b faces old and new. i wish i could remember everyone cool i met but alas there were so many :-(