Dirty stopout

No sign of Bootsy when I tried to call him in at 1am and he still hadn't appeared when Roz left for work, but we left the window open for him. I wandered into the livingroom a bit later and found him lying like this out cold. He still hasn't woken up and it's half past two now.

Must have been a big night.

I'm spending the afternoon with Jonny sorting out th elast of the mix stuff for Friday night.