
What a fucked up weekend! I started off in Cov, not thinking much was gonna happen as I decided to stay out with my mate who is going travelling soon, went to a place called Browns which was a good laugh and then to Dogma which got a bit boring, she decided she was too pissed and tired and that she was goin home, so I whipped out my phone and started ringing around people to see if I could get to Nottingham, I managed to get a lift to J22 off a mate and picked up from there by 2 other mates to get over to Notts. When in Notts I flirted around Speccy to see Krafty, Pilgrim, Gilles Peterson and Radioactive man and bumping into edb and Miss ESL for the first time aswell as Bird Flu for the first proper proper time

After dropping a few beans and stomping around the club we headed off for a session in Leicester and after went back to Notts, I left Notts the next day to head back home but ended up getting on the wrong train and found myself in Sheffield heading to Manchester, after laughing off the panic I gave myself 3 options, ring a mate and stay over in Sheffield, Get a train to Brum and either stya there or go home, try and get hold of Gooseman or Strat and pester the Manc crew for a night out. I went fotr the first option but couldn't get hold of my mate then weighed up the other 2, Machester would have been cool but I know the next day would have been painful so I headed over to Brum after grabbing a few tins in Sheffield. I met up with Jonny Mac and headed off to the Boiler Rooms to see Metro Area and down a couple of beans which was all good but I fancied goin to get the nightbus home after a while so grabbed a taxi to Digbeth coach station and found out the next one for Cov wasn't for an hour and a half so had to ring up my mate who runs the Sanctuary over the road to get in there and have a few more beers and a dance. After leaving the Sanctuary I went to hop on the party bus and get home but the party driver wouldn't let me on, accused me of having a beer or 2, which isn't far from the truth but I wasn't being rude, violent or offensive so he had no grounds to do that, cunt! anyway there was anohter one just after it and the party driver was sound as fuck so I chucked him a few quid and got on. When we pulled into Cov I made a phone call to see where the partys are but me phone died

so I had to head home (which was probably for the best). Anyways so I just woke up, realised I had a fucking random weekend, thought I'd share it with you but now I have to go and brush the dirt off my disco teeth, hope all you lot had fun too
