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Went to the pub. First time I've been out on a Monday since whenever, as for some reason drinking in the week doesn't agree with me unless I'm staying in a hotel.
About twenty minutes after arriving, who walks in but the sysadmin from ExClientCo - the person who's been sat at the desk opposite for the last few months
She was there meeting what looked like some other Linux user, and I remembered that ages ago I'd mentioned it as a good pub in the area. As she lives nearabouts and probably prefers geeky pubs to the mass of studenty ones in that area, it's quite likely that she's now a more frequent visitor than I am.
Just shows the dangers involved in gigging near your own home though
I do like the Inspector Morse based around the warehouse party scene. I was a couple of years too old to have had more than a marginal involvement therewith, mainly in the environs of Wiltshire around Summer Solstice - and of course that wasn't necessarily the mainstream thereof, because it was free, whereas much of the party scene was about capitalism dressed up as rebellion
I don't think I'd ever seen that one in its entirety before, either; maybe caught the tail end one night back in 1992.
Still, I did vaguely remember the exchange between Morse and Lewis, as they survey a rave in full swing from a balcony:
Morse: "But what do they drink?"
Lewis: "Water."
Morse: *expression indicative of dismay mingled with bafflement*
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