While enjoying the pleasures of Xfm's Big Night Out at the Brixton Academy on Thursday night my phone disappeared. You would have thought that in combination with the almost unbelievable 45-minutes-of-suffering crush to get to the bar and the 3 hours the night bus took to get home this would have made it a really rubbish night out. Especially given the frequency with which the thoughts "This is alright but it's just not my living room" "Where's my sofa?" and "I just want a cup of tea" usually surface in my mind at about midnight on most nights out. However I had a really good time.
A paticular highlight was the bassist from We Are Scientists' moustache. They are an excellent band but the lip slug really was the icing on the cake!
Moustache guy, I salute you.
Unfortunately, as the more thoughtful of you may have already concluded any attempt to text or call me on my mobile phone in about the next week will fail. Please use some other method of contacting me, like email, smoke signals, carrier pigeons or my house phone.