Percy Arms

After leaving the stag and his pals around midnight me and my brother walked up to the haymarket as he wanted to go to the Percy before getting a taxi home. It was very strange mix of people, the bar staff saying this was due to the cheap booze.

Sunday was an early train back up North, a train filled with Scottish hen nights returning home too, and I could have done without as much chatter and happy hardcore at that time of the morning.