heavy night....the rain and a load of 'soppy bollox fabric pups' couldnt dampen my evening 
...after being asked how old i was several times by some pissed south african twat in the cue, and reminicimg on a past fabric experience. From which i still feel disturbed by.
 The story is as follows " I was stroked down the face buy a what seemed to be a once attractive 15 year old gurn zombie of female variety, who then stopped with eyes firmly in the back of the head to say  "your lovely " ( i dont even think she could see me).
 I began to panic as to what the "famous" fabric vibes had in store...
I have to say when i looked further passed the pups,  i saw many like minded people on the same level giving it full blown apprechiation skanks ....lighters and all sorts .....to see child hood heros CONGO NATTY,  THE MIGHTY UPSETTER , and a like, i felt my girlfriend's 13 pound was well spent was very well spent.
LOFAH truly smashed it.. the smoking area was full of vibes which was a nice surprise as havent been there since long before the smokeing ban.   
big up the smoking ban , big up the umbrella gang , and big up subeena , . cycling back to peckham in the morning drizzle didnt even seem to bad.... 

  ....but none the less good fun and big up everyone else that was on that vibe....