Inspired at least partly by Twenty’s liveblogging of his Paddy’s Day here are the photopsychotic ramblings of last Saturday night. It involved much post-rugby analysis, much talk of great tv that they don’t make anymore, Dan, Barry and a bunch of people I’d never met before…

It started hopefully and with much energy as many similar evenings do; it finished in Eddie Rocket’s as many such evenings do. No, I don’t know how we ended up there…

The pub is the snug in The Waterloo (my idea), the club, much, much later, is D2 (not my idea).

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