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  1. RT @Radlein - or move to Europe...
  2. Stones down a well: i won't see any replies until Monday night. Text me if urgent?
  3. Last night's walk: Holts, Jazz World, Cabaret,,and up to Acoustic, then Avalon, Trash City, Shangri La, Arcadia, Glade and back...
  4. Nice wee dander: Pyramid to Green Fields, Croissant Neuf, Stone Circle, Flagtopia, Park, Dance Village, John Peel and back to Pyramid
  5. The mystery band: Hobo John and the Junkyard Dogs. Skunk, which is to say skiffle punk. Must try and catch again.
  6. Tent pitched in Holts. Now for mystery band before England v Rest of World footie at Pyramid...
  7. It's an awful long way from gate A to Holts field. Thank goodness for the Cider Bus. Yum!
  8. Lift a good half of the way to Gate A. In quickly, but fooled by fake cappucino from crepe van :-(
  9. A beautiful morning at Green Acres. Birds loud earlier - so much for not needing earplugs yet!
  10. Bit of a magical mystery tour by taxi, but now at campsite and ready to crash...
  11. Nice man at Wells bus station gave directions to Sherston Inn. Cider and great food. Now for taxi to camp site.
  12. One hour late into Bristol. On bus to Wells. Scottish cash no good....
  13. On the train with too much luggage again. Hitting Temple Meads 5ish.
  14. Aten't dead. Evil cellulitis and related fever/aches on run. Fluclox horse pills FTW! Now for wheatbeer...
  15. : Listening to http://www.myspace.com/wier... earlier...
  16. And almost back in Ayr... Good weekend, hardly any rain!
  17. And here we are in sunny Dalmellington. At the inn, to be precise, for my traditional pint of 60/- before heading out of signal until Mo ...
  18. A morning of DNS problems, rather than packing, but finally in Glasgow.
  19. Almost ready to leave for Knockengorroch: just to pack and a wee shop pre-train in the morning. Now, though, wheat beer!
  20. Oh, Lord! Is there such a thing as Nobel-Syndrome-by-Proxy?