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Saturday 8th September 2001
I managed to rouse myself at 4.30pm and flopped for a while with coffee and nicotene before deciding I was going to go out and do something exciting. In the end I settled on going to Limoges and bouncing, although I'd been toying with Angoulême until I decided it was too late and realised I didn't know anyone/where there. Panthère Rose again. It was incredibly busy and the music was fantastic. Christophe the Hunk turned up at about 2am saying he'd just got my text and that he got himself here as quickly as he could. Aye aye... Still getting free drinks from the barman, and an invitation to a party afterwards! Xavier was like a dog on heat. He has an amazing talent at being decidedly absent when you're ready to leave, yet strangely present when you're trying to pull. Very offputting. I thik I shall demand we take two cars next time. Mildred is still loving it. | |||
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