its one of those nights where i've got that intense feeling that everyone else is doing something brilliant, having the time of their life and i'm the only one who is at home, watching gardeners world (for real), and generally just utterly and completely missing out. i take it all back, i really really fucking wish i was a leeds fest, with everyone else. i suppose people just sort themselves out don't they. maybe i should start. next summer is going to be the best ever, there will be no night stuck in.