Having never had a laptop before, the only time I was ever really exposed to wireless internet was at home. Things have changed.

Yesterday was my third Multipack attendance, this time at a private bar in Sutton Coldfield. In order to get to Sutton I took the train, which I was delighted to discover had been mostly replaced with a bus service. After about five minutes in my seat I was greeted by the obligatory nutter, who introduced himself to me and the rest of the bus by shouting "Andy? Is there an Andy w800i here?"

And yes there was, and it was me. So Chris (as I soon found out) came and sat next to me for the next ten minutes until his stop, asking for me to Bluetooth over any garage or RnB I had on my phone. Well, despite being the bad boy gangsta rapper I am, I didn't have anything but a Kanye track that was vaguely interesting to Chris, so he took that and left. Despite being a nutter, he was a fairly pleasant one and really if more nutters could follow Chris' line of being pleasant and not smelling of alcohol at midday (unlike the person sitting behind me), then I would be very happy.

I got to Sutton. The WAA bar is every bit as fancy as the photos I'd seen beforehand, but we didn't stay there long before heading over to a pub called The Station, then finally moving to another pub for some food. Some good discussions were had and everything drew to a close at about 7pm (I think?).

On the replacement bus service back (hooray) I got a call from Gwyther telling me Will had turned up and there was going to be some drinking of Budweiser. I was only twenty minutes away, and despite having to get back to The 'Bridge for Beth's 21st later, it was decided that this was entirely plausible and I was soon in Moseley frequenting some pubs. At one one point in the evening I was told "This is the girls' toilet; get out of the girls' toilet" which will teach me to read signs properly. Anyway, I never made it to Beth's as I missed the last bus back. I am left here at Gwyther's making the most of next doors internet connection and thinking about how and when I'm getting home.