Last night was very cool indeed – well, what I remember of it was anyway. I must admit I got rather drunk. Yet I do remember it being a most awesome party, kicked off rather early when Lyn started to play tunes. Se kept playing all night putting on most of my favourite songs, from Carly Simon to Baker street. I just sat at the table for most of the evening, drinking beer after beer, as all my friends fo the area popped in. I felt like a kid again, being the centre of attention. The guys made an awesome dinner, including a home-baked pizza which probably ranks as one of the best pizzas I’ve ever had; John and Matt popped by, and told me about two more fiction-meets-reality scenarios – one with Blair and one with Brown– which I’ll soon get my analytical teeth into; the girl I told you about from GAD came; and all the While Lyn played song after song. The place was buzzing with people and music all evening: it really was a hell of a party, and to think that it was all in my honour makes me feel very lucky and special indeed.