what a day…
…consisting of a cod-mystic gay marriage ceremony in the GLA buildings (“earth energy streams”, my arse!), followed by a lovely N London reception. Then the news of a fabulous Cardiff City FA Cup result, a top quaff in the trusty Brixton Albert with loads of chums (both urban75-ers and ‘normal’ people). Then it was a walk up to the Duke Of Edinburgh pub for a complete humiliation at table football at the hands of some outrageously good players, quickly forgotten in the warm haze of many Stellas. Top night!
