Brain power

Last weekend Arthur and I took a trip to London.

We set off early and grabbed an 'unreserved' table seat. This turned out to have been reserved by some numbskulls so we moved.

Demoted to a two seater, we thought we'd been pre disasterd. Spoke too soon. Signal failures meant that all the trains traveling south of Bedford to London had been cancelled. We were chucked out at Bedford, caught a connection to Luton, piled out of the station there (in the pissing rain) to get a coach. No coaches. Our contingency arrangement ended up being paying for a cab ourselves, with 3 strangers from Luton to London.

3 and a half hours worth of delays sparked some creative energies,

so we did each others portraits.

Remarkably spirits remained relatively high.

Eventually we arrived, linked up with Sam and bumped into Chez.

Skateboarding was off the cards by this point so we grabbed some burgers.

Scholes and Jerome joined,

alongside Sam, Will Harmon, Gareth and Piers.

Then it was off to the Royal Oak for Pints.

Scholes and Piers.

A heavy

bro down

ensued.

Until things took a left turn and Sam punched Branka in the jaw.

We left the pub at this point and roamed the streets for a bit.

Watch out.

Lurking in Dalston.

Marc Height showed up,

and so did Ben!

The next day Tubb went off to Bowlhead's wedding (congrats Mr & Mrs Bowlhead) and I went skateboarding. Get ready for this: