I’ve been ridiculously bad at keeping to my resolution since
I last posted. I pretty much succumbed to the evils of alcohol on Wednesday
through to Sunday and did fuck all that could be considered constructive. I was
determined to get back on track this week though and spent last night wiping
the sin from my flat and drew a new ticket from my bag to write this week’s Tales from a Ticket Stub – Give It a
Name 2005.
If I remember rightly this was my fifth ‘proper’ gig, and my
first all-dayer, so it had the potential to go very, very wrong given my
penchant for drinking for more than I could handle. Luckily this was kept in
check firstly by my good friend Steph, who quite frankly would rarely put up
with me being a state, and secondly by excruciatingly long queues for the bar.
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