Well as Julen and I didn't finish up to 3:30am and had to get up by 9

we both had to run for the f**king bus (as Julen overslept) to Manchester, I sat with no leg room trying not to be sick for the 1st hour of the journey. I felt like my head had punched about a million times and my stomach around 2 million times. It was all good once we got off the bus. We got into the pub got some grub and a couple of beers and we were on our way again. Boxing was brilliant so made it worth while.

But yes - top night and could to catch up with you mate.

Posted By: Brandonio, Apr 6, 11:29:46