DAY 171. THAI BAR DISASTER KO JUM

Last night was interesting. I went to this bar called Fu Bar which was nice – it had some proper friendly Thais running it, called Gallah and O. Gallah made me a smashing Mojito soon as I got there so I was tipsy pretty quick. I had a few more beers chatting to an Australian…

DAY 167. BUGGED OUT AT BUTLINS. DAY 2.

17.01.15 Shit sorry this was fucking ages ago. I’ve been slack. It was day 2 of Bugged Out festival. We woke up worse for wears, but it was all ok. For we had snuck some massive speakers into our rooms, so we could get on the beers while we smashed out some house. But the…

DAY 166. BUGGED OUT AT BUTLINS. DAY 1.

16.01.15 I finished at work on the Friday evening. It had been a long punishing week. I was ready to collapse. But fortunately there was one engagement that could keep me motivated. One reason that I could continue my movements in hope. I picked up Grant from the local station and we drove south. South…

DAY 157. DRINKING. ADVENTURE. FABRIC.

17.10.14 On Friday night we found ourselves at Fabric once again. It was another Four Tet marathon, and a great excuse to get mashed. This was a long time ago, so I can’t remember much. Jake and I had a massive queue to get in, but we consumed a gallon of dirty shitmix. When we…

DAY 155. DRINKING. ADVENTURE. USHERED.

04.10.14 IT WAS ONLY THE DAY OF GRANT’S BLOODY WEDDING! We all woke up and had some shots of tequila. Then put on our morning suits. I had forgotten to bring cuff links so was forced to carve them out of a bush: I do believe wearing a morning suit and getting drunk at your…