Monday, 8 July 2013

We made it!

Following the week from hell, and despite the best efforts of First Great Western trains and UPS (who really ought to be renamed FuckUPS), we got to see the Rolling Stones. 

I'm still recovering at the moment (I have nowhere near as much energy as them, despite having 40 years on them) and I think I might have left my brain somewhere back in Hyde Park, but you can expect more rants, lists and reviews as soon as it crawls home.

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