It's always the last pint that gets you... I was out last night with the Londonist mob in the best pub in London (mainly because it's within walking distance and so old it scares people from the colonies) where we ran into Jess' friends from work... I think I was a little loud. Anyway, twas Flickrd. I feel rough. And the best thing is that I have to be at the very same pub again in about four hours or so to talk about Invasion of the Body Snatchers... Mike is writing to Motorhead - the only cure for a hangover