We rocked. The gig was loud. There was lots of Metallica covers by the band from Barnsley. The club was small and dodgy, not quite as sweaty and grimy as it could have been but yeah, it was excellent. Loud music and not toooooo much to drink meant that sunday was not as messy as I thought it was going to be. We had scrambled eggs on toast and then headed back to Bristol where I went to the supermarket and Simon bought lots of chocolate to keep him awake and wired at work.