Utterly fabulous night last night, went to see the BJM at the Cockpit and they were as mighty as ever. Spent half the night talking to a couple of guys from the support band, the Blakes, who were ace as well, which eventually led to "Hey, Stu, man, we're gonna take these three girls backstage, wanna join us..................?" (

) which was hilarious and wicked, although I had to politely decline, for obvious reasons! It was ace anyway, there was about fifteen of us there, lots of codsh*t was talked, lots of weed was smoked, I think we got chucked out of the pub (although I can't really remember :-[) and I ended up passed out in me rocking chair at two a.m. Genius! Got a big b*st*rd Broon Ale hangover for me troubles, but do you know what? I don't give a f*ck!