Saturday night, between watching Doctor Who (the Pompei one) and walking the 3 minutes to Subculture at the Carling Academy (where Snuzi works as an Event Steward), I was set about by Vikki and Annie who wanted to "Style my hair like Keith from the Prodigy"... see attached picture.I had been told by little Steve that he was having a Rave in his kitchen so we got some glow sticks from poundland... unfortunately, I later found out that he was being sarcastic and trying to impress a girl (hope it went well!) and that I am a gullible imbecile who actually thought it would be quite cool to have a rave in a kitchen!
By the time we arrived most of us were "a little tipsy" which helped ease into the "dancing", or to quote one of the others who went, "lolloping around".
By the time we arrived most of us were "a little tipsy" which helped ease into the "dancing", or to quote one of the others who went, "lolloping around".
Looking out the window 12 storeys up, on our return to Snuzi's flat, we saw 2 fire engines, 3 ambulances and 6 police car / riot vans. I haven't been able to find any sniff of it on the interweb but heard reports that a controlled explosion was carried out!
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The journey back to Stafford on the train was an interesting one. A few of us got upgraded to First Class (unfortunately for me, it was 2 minutes before having to get off at Stafford) as the train window right next to me shattered with a mighty Boom!! Still shaking, I found one of the train staff who told everyone sitting nearby to go and sit in first class! The lady said that it could have been some kids firing pellets at the train!
The train pulled up at the station as we were making our way to the front, so that darn class of travel still remains an elusive mystery!
It livened up an otherwise uneventful journey anyway.
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The journey back to Stafford on the train was an interesting one. A few of us got upgraded to First Class (unfortunately for me, it was 2 minutes before having to get off at Stafford) as the train window right next to me shattered with a mighty Boom!! Still shaking, I found one of the train staff who told everyone sitting nearby to go and sit in first class! The lady said that it could have been some kids firing pellets at the train!
The train pulled up at the station as we were making our way to the front, so that darn class of travel still remains an elusive mystery!
It livened up an otherwise uneventful journey anyway.
