

We had skips and hummous of several kinds, including the metaphorical one. Often all at the same time.

Missed my train in the end, got a stupid later one, then ended up being escorted the last two minutes of my journey home by a couple grumpy police officers who were apparently "worried" about me walking home alone but also seemed vaguely annoyed that I existed.
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Sun 26 May 2013, 2:00,
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after further drinking and making appropriate use of leftover balloons, i.e. balloon cocks were left clinging to surfaces, courtesy of static electricity.
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Sun 26 May 2013, 2:25,
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I got as far as King's Cross before I realised my wallet wasn't with me having spent the entire day waiting on Parcel Force, who didn't turn up. By the time I got back home and looked at the time, I gave up. A shame, I would have liked to catch up with a few people
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Sun 26 May 2013, 11:42,
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