Saturday morning was mainly spent making a programme on a MicroKorg, slowly sending myself insane as the minutes turned into hours listening to what was as good as the same noise on loop, and then accidently knocking the on/off and losing everything I had done.
Finally got on the motorway to go to a Stupid reunion alldayer at The Portland Arms in Cambridge, although seemings as I got there at 7.30, alldayer may be stretching it a little.
A pint of St. Edmunds and a homemade skateburger got the night going good. Tiny little pub, with a tiny little room for bands (50 max?) and a cheap ass record stall. Yep yep.
Watched The Stupids who were fucking wicked, then woke up hotter than the sun at 7.30 Sunday morning on the back seat of my car, with my legs sticking out the open door, on a leafy residential street in Cambridge. Fuck, knows cause I had a bed to sleep in, but instead I chose to sleep amongst the shit that is my car's interior. Back to Wolves via a surreal, hungover trip to a services.
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