My missus is pretty good about these sorts of things. I went out for a few drinks and ended up at a club seeing Rodhad…I could only manage to text ‘tekno digbeth’ at 3am….got ffs and laughing emoji. She’s a good egg
Sasha at Fabric - Sunday 14th November
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Phil-McRackin I take it you’re less than six months in here?
Once upon a time, I got in from Digweed at Leeds at 5.10am, got into bed and the Mrs sent my son through to wake me up at 6am by jumping on my head and asking for breakfast. Good times.
Along_the_Wire Haha, no 20 yrs. She’s an ex clubber and knows the score. Doesn’t happen too often and if it means she can watch her shit programmes she’s happy. Living the dream
My Mrs is generally alright as proper nights out are a sparse occurrence for me, she definitely doesn’t encourage it though!
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I miss the days of rolling back to mine….calling more in….then waiting for the pub to open.
Soundtrack:
Loved my single days when the after party was as fun as the night out, rather than the part where guilt kicks in as you know you need to start heading to reality and responsibility, but just trying to put it off a little bit more
Between 2000-2004 plenty of after parties at me and my mate living down Balham, used to love the James lavelle GU albums back then at 8am
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Dan waiting for the pub to open
Remember being in London for NYE/D 2001 or 2002. Maybe 2003. Not sure. Anyway, the pub was rammed New Years Day (after a belter of a NYE night) with a DJ who was properly skilled with the mixing of older pop tunes. He was really good. Played Toto’s “Africa” and the place went bananas. Singing along. The full deal. Was one of those, “Only In England” moments. Smiles all around.
Good job by him.
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jonattonyeah Sounds like Bugged Out ….never done their NYD parties as always went to their NYE doo’s as they used have Weatherall on.
Bugged Out at The Kings Head on NYD, absolutely superb.
Must have been to 5 or 6.
Which is nice.
That sounds like it! Maybe we were at the same one. Maybe we urinated next to each other. That would be incredible for you.
You’d know if you met me Jonatton, I live long in the memory.
The French call it ‘je ne sais quoi.’
Same, Ed. Same. No chance we met as the Earth would’ve spun out of orbit.
Two titans ledging it together?
The Disc 1 of meet ups!
Disc 2 waiting in the wings for the afters.
4 months later
1 week to go until tops off action front and centre
alistair He’s 18 foot and ginger. Doesn’t take pills - you’ll spot him.