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Seriously, start in the cpt, bring the stags (whatever he plays) and then make him busk down Lordship Lane. Non? Other ideas then, I'm guessing it'll be the wrong time of year for any water based activity, so you're safe Sean! How about ice skating at Greenwich? Not rock 'n roll enough? Why not just book a recording studio and drop some beats? The stag could play it at the wedding - 'hear me now!'
I've just thought of the Oxford Tube 24 hour coach service. ?16 return, nip up to Oxford, have it large, then coach back at whatever time of the morning we can't drink anymore... Only problem is sitting on a coach for 90 minutes very drunk and needing the loo.

Levi....'You say Reggae, I say Sauce'...Roots!!


I watched about ten minutes of his Caribbean cooking programme. One of his recipes involved chopping up some mango and other fruit, putting it in a bowl and serving it with ice cream. Then he played his guitar.


Another involved putting some chicken on a barbeque, and then playing his guitar.


At one point, he dispensed with the cooking pretence altogether, and merely played his guitar.


I thought by the end of series he might just be filmed sitting on the beach, with a massive reefer on, watching money transfer into his bank account at the speed of light. Roots.

Go to a Millwall game, then pootle on up to Bermondsey Square having hired the independent cinema for the night. Show film of bridegroom's choice while consuming obscene amounts of alcohol, having had the foresight to order Pizzeria Castello pizzas.


Riding in to work t'other day another cyclist sparked one up on the Walworth Road, in the rush hour, just before negotiating the Elephant & Castle roundabouts. Seemed a bit mental to me.


(Just saying, not actually suggesting it as a stag party activity).

Well the groom is a keen cyclist (or used to be), and I like smoking, so between us it could work...


Seriously, it always amazes me how much skunk you can smell on the street and on buses these days. I don't get why anyone would want to be out in manic London smoking. I want to be reeeeeeeeeeeeeeelaxing when I smoke, not out on a busy main road!

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