Well the queue for the train was great fun - completely lost Dan and Kings - would be going a different way from here on anyway... That was fun. Eating all sorts of crap - pissing against walls - walking for miles while listening to reggae. No - not a Friday night down the paradise bar - a Monday afternoon / evening at the Notting Hill carnival. Train is even more packed now - people must have walked to Edgware to avoid the crush on the train. Didn't work. Have a break, have a kit-kat.
Monday, 30 August 1999
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