He sounded quite serious.
"Well, basically you haven't got a place stay. I'm really sorry, but I couldn't find you a place. I might be able to find you a floor, but thats the best I can do... I'm really sorry."
With my flight boarding shortly, and now with nowhere to stay ahead of Tuesday's crucial US Embassy interview, where would I shower, dress, even leave my luggage? There's no way security would let a scruffy (smelly) individual into the US Embassy with two black suitcases!
I had to call around and think fast. How do I not know anyone else who lives in London? Everyone from uni who had moved there has now moved on, or I've lost contact with them. There had to be someone...
Suddenly it hit me.. Bavers!!
I called him up and the legend pulled through, "Of course you've got a place to stay Dom - I'll leave the key out!"
RESULT!
This was a double bonus. Not only do I now have a place to stay, but theres never a dull moment in the presence of Bavers - we've had some quality nights out over the years! Like this night for example.
So, with a little detour, Forthy now has a place to stay and is off to Reading, Wahay!
Bavers: Pulled through (Picture taken June 22, 2006)
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