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There was a party at the Gibson Guitar peoples’ place tonight. I know very little about guitars, of the Gibson variety or any other, but that was apparently quite a ‘cool thing’. So there you go.

Lots of music, all of which was live and far too loud, proving once and for all that I am getting old. I ended up getting into a very long conversation with Spencer about a-ha, and I’m not entirely sure he was convinced by my arguments concerning the genius within The Sun Always Shines on TV. Fortunately Scott arrived in the middle of it all, holding his nose and complaining that someone has ‘let one off’ until he realised it was actually the burger Spencer was half way through eating.

‘I’m so glad you’re here,’ he said. ‘You’re the only one who can remember what I did at the _______ party, because I don’t have a clue.’

I briefly reminded him of his naughtiness.

‘You see that’s why I like you,’ he said. ‘You’re a bit media.’

I’m not sure quite what he meant, so I tipped his beer while he was trying to drink it until it all frothed up his nose.

Apparently that was equally media.

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