I eventually found the door though and in I go.

Jeeze, this place was huge and very confusing, things were made more confusing by the way new bits continually opened up and new areas became available.

I've been to quite a few London squats this year and sometimes they can be very scary, they often have a darkside which you never see in free parties out in the country. This one though, was very different. I think it was something to do with the way it was organised, as we went in they were genuinely asking for donations - sometimes its "three quid or you don't come in", not this time.

There was tea, coffee and beer on sale as well as snacks and all at really cheap prices. Also there was free water, at least from some taps. You really can't ask for more in a squat party.

As I wondered around this huge venue I came across more and more systems, most of whom I hadn't seen or heard of before - hard edge pounding techno through drum and bass and even some chilled reggae in the morning. The good vibe seemed to rub off on everyone there, everyone seemed up for having a party, not just for getting as trashed as possible.

I stayed till around 2.00pm the next day and sat talking to some of the organisers. They explained how they are in this for the love of the whole thing and that was the reason for the way the party had gone, they weren't there to make money, so no-one felt ripped off, "This one's pukka" they said, and they were right.

I took one last walk around the old college. Well, there was graffiti on the walls and a bit of litter (hey, there'd been a party - what do you expect?) but there was no damage to the building, no-one had trashed anything.

Easily the best party I've been to in London this year and a fine end to the Millennium.

Derek