Mysterious hand gash…

I’d like to start this post by apologizing to anyone i attempted to “converse” with last night at the Old Bell. I was in full cider fueled buffoon mode and having a thoroughly wonderful time, but i have the sneaking suspicion that anyone speaking to me was treated to a unique blend of scrumpy breath and garbled nonsense. Oh well, at least i managed to hand out a few fliers. Cheers to Andy for helping with that! Anyway, here’s a picture of Jamie wearing one of our shirts. Marvelous.

Poundaflesh and the U.K. subs played a blinder, of course, and i woke up with a mysterious inch long gash on my left palm and a strange sense of guilt.


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