The Annals of Tristan Watkins' Night Time Misadventures encompass many an intriguing tale, and fill many volumes. One can barely believe one man could get into so many scrapes in one night! But I think it's only fair to spare his blushes on 313, Anya (so he can give the edited version in his blog!)
;-). Ken -----Original Message----- From: Anya K Stang [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: 24 March 2005 10:29 To: Tristan Watkins Cc: Stewart Caig; 313 Subject: Re: (313) Carl Craig ' woooo you've come a long way from refusing to get on the bus, then sitting on the bench at the bus stop in Camberwell in the early hours of the morning - with a camera round your neck like a sign saying "mug me" ; ) On Monday, Mar 14, 2005, at 11:00 Europe/London, Tristan Watkins wrote: > Erm... well I remember some of it somehow. :/ Most discrediting post > ever! > > And all of the below was nothing compared to the > waking-up-at-Farringdon-running-across-the-platform-and-falling-in- > the-gap-near-death-experience later that (next) day. Carl Craig, we > salute you!
