Had a great time - just got back into the house. Can't stay long as we have to be away by 7:00am tomorrow so I'll post pics tomorrow. Lovely meeting you all though, just sorry we had to shoot a little early.
Everyone was sure you were coming back to the Fitzroy, so Milko got you one. But however you want to justify it, it's cool. Clubbing any more seals when you get back?
Warning: this bench becomes red-hot between 1a.m and 7a.m. No sleeping.
Morning all from Serg Towers. Grand meat - thank you EP - and lovely to put drunken, leering faces to several new forumites. Then back to Serge & Elena's for a night of smelly cheese, home-made Plum Brandy and Kos' stentorian snoring. Ricard00 found a novel way of silencing him though - seems you can't snore with your mouth full.
Serguiuiuuiuiu is making us breakfast then we're off for our trains. More from National Expresses wifi if I can be arsed.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951
It was a pleasure meeting you all, and I'm only very slightly hungover, which is a bonus.
If only more of you had turned up at the agreed time, you might have been witness to the very first introduction between me and EP, which went something like:
Me: Shall we do formal introductions then?
EP: If you tell me who you are.
Me: Matt
EP: <pause> Matt!
Nice to finally put voices to all the text and signatures, even if they do sound nothing like I had in my head. Steve, you are the best Polite and soft spoken Yorkie I've ever met and Kos, you are easily the least Scottish Scot I have ever met. Pete, get a hair cut.
So when are we doing the Alton Towers Xen's house meet?
Hmm. Or, maybe our next meet should be in Paisley?
I second the proposal for a Deep Fried Meat in Scottishesland, ideally convening at Trig's house. Given that we're not real, he shouldn't mind us plundering his potato store.
We're now on the train, basking in the warmth of National Expresses wifi. Thanks again everybody, and especially Serg and Elena for being the perfect hosts. The fry up has worked its magic and I feel almost human again.
Voltane, sorry I missed your spectacular fall over the bin bags. I was only told about it afterwards. At the time Ricard00 and Kos were convinced that you had continued Mouse's fine tradition of Meat limb fracture. So if you've woken up mystified about the black bruises on your shins, that was what happened.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951
