We went to the Frog and Bucket in Manchester with Warped tonight, and what a good laugh it was. Some of the acts were absolutely awful (fortunately we had one of the three cards to boo people off) but one or two showed actual comedy talent. Best of all, I managed to win a bottle of wine under the alias of one of my flatmates, which was great other than the fact that I only got one glass before the rest was shared out. After that it was off to FAB, for cool songs and dancing (not to mention being hit by Lizzy and then scaring her by knowing the words to Venus by Bananarama). Jennie B was also back up from Oxford, which was cool because I haven’t seen her for a long time.
Disclaimer: I’m drunk whilst posting this, so I accept no responsibility for lack of coherency, spelling mistakes or anyone who’s been identified who wasn’t there. Rah.
Update: Less than 7 hours later it’s time to get up and go for lectures, and I don’t feel even slightly the worse for wear. Why can’t every week start like this?