Its amazing. After days of drinking, playing, not sleeping, talking and generally being on the edge of your own sanity there is one unifiying element for any group suffering from the effects of the aforementioned tribulations; Tea. FUCKIN TEA!

Tea drank. Plane boarded. Flight home. Prestwick reached (shit hole) and train to Glasgow Central. Already being home is not what any of us really wanted.

In the following days we all deal with being home in different ways. Me, I took a few days off and relaxed though blagging into the Twin Atlantic freshers show and drinking my body weight in vodka & sambuca was not something i was expecting. Party hard mofo’s.

Pictures and shit will be on line the usual places like myspace & flikr. If you cant find them mail me

Peace