


There was a sign up on the door this week pointing out that weapons and crack dealing were perhaps not particualrly condusive to a "free" party. Maybe this had some kind of effect - on the whole I didn't notice any attitude around the building. But, you've guessed it, it wouldn't be a London squat party at the moment without some kind of shit happening.
That aside, this was a pretty good party, Chillum was there with I.R.S and co, or so i'm told, and for once you didn't have to wade through a river of shit to get into the toilets. Things started getting a bit wet towards sunday morning, we all found ourselves soaked through as the building got more and more filthy but the sun was coming up and it'd been another night to remember (even if I can't remember half of it). Saw a lot of old faces, met some new ones, two buses back to Lewisham, nice and easy.
Cynik (ad, tvc)