Playing a game of 100 (conservative estimate) a side football on a very small bit of park that reminded me of the bottom of the homestead in York.
Loads of people from work were playing, Ben Gallop, John Mathews and Chris Charles were definately there. Thing is we were playing against a group of children, no more than 11 years old. Dunno whether we won. I do remember telling John Mathews that he was shit and there was no way I was playing centre midfield to accomodate him up front.
There was a bit in a shopping centre (a bit like the mini one near Neals Yard), but it also had more than a fair hint of the Davygate Arcade. Some chat about a sweet shop, that looked like the fake one in the Castle Museum.
Then I was in my flat (but it wasn’t looking anything like my flat). Loads of people were there queing up to use the bathroom as we were all about to go out for Helen’s birthday, and everyone needed to get ready.
Lampen decided he was going to use the bathroom first, but he came out laughing. When asked why, it was because of the rubbish state of the decor. I went in to have a look with Chris Charles, who had supervised the redecoration of our bathroom.
It had been re-tiled, but on top of the previous tiles. The tiles were white with a blue pattern, except for round the shower. The tiles were white with green flowers on round there. It looked shit, yes, but it wasnt as funny as Lampen was making out.