Didn't sleep well last night, keep having flashbacks and waking up screaming "IT WAS A MAN!" and "YES TONGUES".

Just about got the feeling back in my feet, but at least it was an off-wave which was cool and made my day.

Culture shock going from farting with you lot, listening to Crabbeman puking (note spelling please) and feeling the bunk vibrate gently from Genghis' covert masterbation... - to a Sunday afternoon entertaining my 6 and 3 year old nieces. Most intelligent conversation I had all weekend.

I enjoyed that - wish I'd had more energy for the Saturday night, but Central was pretty cool in the end - just could not be arsed to queue up to get in anywhere. So, thoughts turn to next year and what to do to better that... Astronaut Training anyone?