Well, Saturday 1st of December, Carl and I headed out to Luton airport for our flight into Dublin. The plan was two days in Dublin, where Mayim would meet us, then join our Paddywagon tour group on the Monday (3rd Dec). Carl and I were slightly hungover, as is our usual way, and extremely thirsty!!! We managed to get up, head off to the airport via way of the tube, while waiting for our train to the airport we had the best water of our entire lives, and he would definitely agree. We nearly cried when it was gone. So our train ride was non-eventful, except for the naming of Carl's suitcase - given mine was called Connor, we needed a name for Connor's newfound friend. I cannot for the life of me think what we
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