
Originally Posted by
AcidTrash
Was having a break up with the missus and I needed to talk to her so went back to the hotel. Was also feeling like shite and after a full week in a London Travelodge, I just needed some sleep. Not to mention, driving up the M40? in the worst conditions I've ever driven in was a real headfuk. Had it not been raining I'd probably have stayed and partied but all things considered, a duvet seemed the more reasonable option.
I'd done a meeting in the commons, a week at the met police, various comedy clubs and west end musicals and pubs and was trying to round off the week with a techno night for the sake of completion. A bridge too far methinks. But hey at least I made it. I may not munt anymore but I'm still hardcore.