Gently sauntering onto the bus in Gillingham, after the obligitory two laps of the shopping centre, looking for where to board the bus. 3.5 hours of progressive boardom passed, then I was in the big MK. Which is big - somewhat bemused sauntering around CMK (dirty big shopping centre) I gave in and found a taxi, then beer, then Sam, then all of a sudden everyone appeared out of the woodwork like Ewoks. Sort of, we went to Kellys and got drunk, very drunk as it happens, still remembering which way is up at the mo. Also explains the lack of photos, as the most notible is of Jon's ear.
Cyas in the soup