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15th April, 2012: Rambunctious Rugby
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In a Ground Hog Day experience I found myself travelling Northward, alone again. Clear roads saw me reach Rugby by 8.15pm, half an hour earlier than I’d anticipated. However, driving fast comes at a cost; it doesn’t half use a lot of petrol!
I used just shy of a full tank. Each nighter I attend ends up costing me around £100 the majority of which is fucking fuel! Still, better than sitting on my sofa, void of friends and frolics, flicking random channels on the TV 
Musically it was a bit up and down but there were some excellent stand-out records peppered throughout the night. Maria and Carl were Guesting and their sets were very reminiscent of Middleton which brought back fond memories.
I caught some of Lou Woods set in the Freestyle Room; floaty Summery tracks that I found very pretty. Her mic wasn’t working though, so I made her a loud-hailer out of a piece of paper. There’s no end to my skills and abilities I’ll tell ya 
And of course, it goes without saying that Maria looked as fabulous as ever. This lady just doesn’t age and dresses with chic sophistication which is quite enviable.
The best music of the night for me (bar Eddie) was a smashing funktastic CD gifted from the immaculate collection of Adam Topping. Just look at the stupendous effort he made too… it’s got ME on it. I’m well chuffed
Anyway Adam…. WOW, this time you’ve surpassed my fussy expectation which found me playing it so loud in the car for the journey home my ears were ringing.
I could not stop playing this particular track! Over and over; it’s just SO DAMN FINE! Crank it up
And I’m sorry but I’m not allowed to share the CD, on strict orders, so I wont.
Edide Hubbard’s 5am spot was funking magic. Got two plays of the record below, one at the start and one at the finish; with records this good they deserve multiple plays so punters get a chance to remember it. I skidded about like a loon on both occasions. You’re good company Eddie, and we had a giggle didn’t we
I spent equal allotments of time in the main room and the record bar. Heaps of comedy and childishness… which is pretty normal! Especially Loulou who played around with my camera when I wasn’t looking and took millions of photos of herself
Too many people to mention all names but lovely to make the acquaintance of ‘mellytee’ and surprising that our bladders were so meticulously synchronised all night long from our very first pee to the very last! It was like we were Twins! You were great company and I hope our paths cross again. Also good to see the lubbly Irish Tinker, Kev. Hope your journey back to the Emerald Isle is without moment.
Funny memory No. 237 – Trickster was talking to someone and I was in their near-immediate vicinity. I have no idea what their conversation was about but he turned to me and said “Karen, what’s your honest opinion of me” I looked at him for a moment trying to take in that he’d actually asked ‘me’ to be honest… me! haha. I drew breath and uttered these cutting, immortal, words “well, you’re a bit of a twat sometimes”. I did balance the blunt delivery with a succeeding fluffy line about his heart being in the right place
So, another mad night comprising, in no particular order, dancing, snogging, hugging, mithering, gossiping, laughing, joking, dissin’, bitching and breast touching (Lou!).
Sincere thanks to Sian for letting us all go back to hers for a cool-off, cup of tea and a good dash of ‘soulogorrhoea’ – that’s my newest Urban Dictionary submission that, transcribed, means the talking of utter nonsensical bollocks and shite, the morning after the night before. In short, an en-mass sufferance of soulful verbal diarrhoea 
Surreal and unimaginable conversations bounded around the rooms at varying degrees of volume and annoyingly my sex life was openly discussed, or lack of it. God knows how we got on to that!
Burnley next weekend; I predict a lot more dancing than last night based on it’s music policy alone. And some eye-candy boy-watching too courtesy of the beautiful, young and lithe Manchester lads – I feel somewhat dirty with that personal admission – I’ll flagellate myself as a penance, promise 
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Bumped into Linsey again!
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Hi Karen. Nice to meet you yesterday – I was the guy we looked through the expensive record box. Didn’t buy £600 Masquaraders in the end. (Tempted to offer £500 but it had a pop on it, and you expect no flaws for top price). Record was once listed at £1000! But more were recently discovered, thus reducing the price.
See you on the floor!
Hi Dave :)
Just think of all the great cheap records you can buy instead now!
Yeah! I know…. Unfortunately the ones I tend to drool over, always cost sh*tloads.