The drugs do work

Especially when it's alcohol to numb the ankle sprain at a standing gig.

But I love the old Verve songs, they stir memories of times past and people. The whole of the O2 was on its feet, while I leant in and on Mr Stuart. Back to the hotel for some post gig drinks, because it's London and we've escaped for the weekend so that means I get to eat toblerone for breakfast and Mr S gets to drink vodka on the plane at 11am.