Yesterday was not an average day. Gorge walking the How Stean gorge during the day, not too far from where I gained a large scar on my head (Pateley Bridge) but still in the middle of nowhere. Went up with Ben and Phil after there last minute wakeup call and a rush drive to Ulleskelf to catch a lift with Ben (always a adventure being driven by him). We took a group of Ben’s relatives and friends down who had never done it before. I soon started to feel old though as the freezing water soaked through the broken wet suit I ended up with. Im looking forward to Arthritis that old age and a decade of jumping of waterfalls is sure to bring. For anyway who has never done anything like this I highly recommend trying it.

Then in the evening I rushed back to Hull and tasted some audible delights from The 39 Steps and the beat monsters Mr. Beasley at Lamp, who are a local to the Hull area so they seemed to be having a good time with some old friends in the crowd. Incidentally the beatmaker, who I will call Easley (to make things simple) looked just like some kid who used to go to my school. Fitzy. This is not a good look for anyone really. But do search them up and give them a listen as they have some very nice music.

When the night was over I found my car sitting there being all like “so… what I got a flat, what you gonna do about it” which was annoying. Mainly because no one really wants to change a tire at 1.30am. Lucky thing Brad was on hand to use those muscles he pumped up the other week on a free day at the gym and took my tire off with me. kind of sucked the night and day up a bit, but now I have slept on it I can forgive this hiccup for it to make way for what was a pretty hardcore day.