The long story continued:
So, full of munch, kitchen fully stocked, the house clean and a few hours to kill, we had a nap in front of the fire.
I woke up and groaned at the clock because omg it was time to get ready and go out and I really couldn't be arsed 'cause I was so cosy and warm and... I got in the shower. :(.
Got dressed.
Decided green jumper would be surplus to requirements.
Jacket and warm gloves and things, see you later...
I drove to Anna's, and we went to the Joiners to see
Moral Low Ground's final gig! My photo diary sort of went out of the window from here, but there's still some of these classy birds.
MLG were fucking brilliant, and when I got back to Anna and Jon's, Floyd and Didz had a massive fight, and my hand somehow got in the way. :(.
Link to more gory picture. But I still GIVE IT MORE.
THE END.