It's all south to me.

With a week to go I thought this would bear repeating:

Indeed, 168 hours and counting...

Thank you for providing crash space, not that I'll need it, but others may well do.

(appled)

Hmm, I don't know if I'll be stopping around that late to warrant not getting the train back home, but just to be safe, can I provisionally reserve 2 spaces?

Don't mind if it's bed or floor, I've slept on worse things that people's floors in the past.

Ta :)

Have you posted the flyers yet?

:Y

2 places reserved for you.

Yes!!

 

(Ahem. Thanks for reminding me!!)

Quite looking forward to it all now - definitely bringing Jane though we'll only be staying til 4 or 5 o clock as i'm meeting an old mate for more Chrimbo drinks shortly after.

Silly question, probably, but does it matter what size these are printed off at?

I was gonna run some off at 4 per A4 sheet.

No, it shouldn't matter. As long as they can tell it's for the night they won't care.

Don't suppose you'd mind doing me one, me old chum? My printer died end of last week :(

I will be printing more than enough for teh posse. [Correction. I have printed 24, ran out of ink (fail) ]

 

It only saves us a pound, but a pound is a pound.

 

(appled)

Are you coming yet? [NO John]

Decision time is looming....

You can share Peter's Coke, and Gary will look after you [bedwise] [maybe John].

(appled)

Wot he (JesusGary) said - in fact they will also let you in if you just say "We're here to see the Vetoes mate" IIRC. Still, 24 are more than enough hopefully!!

So that's 3/5 spaces reserved. Manthorp?

I theeeeeenk I'm already accommodated, Voltane. A fellow possie member offered to put me up (or to put something up me, I forgot which) many moons ago. I have just reminded him of his foolhardiness and suggested that, as with any blind date, along with the gorgeous witty one comes the one who throws up in the wardrobe.

Can I get back to you if he's come to his senses?

I won't be there.

 

I've been busy being ill all week and while I made it in to work today, I now regret it enough that I'm almost certainly not going in again tomorrow. And even if I was well enough, I've been asked to stand in for someone for a gig on Saturday night here in Sheffield, which is far cheaper than meating (I'll probably get paid about what it would have cost me to get there and receive as much free booze as I would have had to buy had I gone to London).

 

So it looks like this time, cheap, easy local fun for the skint ill person wins.

 

Sorry chaps.

God, you're rubbish.

 

I'm working too this saturday :$ In Sheffield too.