This is a PS to my last blog. I suddenly remembered something of a more serious note which happened after my rave antics. I had also been at the rave with my journo hat on as raves were still quite controversial and I was writing a news article about it.
You will find my blog rantings largely self-deprecating. However, (wait for the fanfare to finish); I am quite proud of the fact that bosses at media group EMAP, owners of the newspaper I wrote for at the time, sent a letter of commendation after I arrived at my desk 9am prompt the morning after the rave. With pot in place, I managed to type and take notes (and make coffee; well I was still a cub reporter) with only my left hand for weeks on end. That's dedication for you!
