Very excited indeed. Shaun Higgins is back in this green and pleasant land.

I have invited him to our party on Saturday, which I am excited enough about anyway, without the prospect of a dear burner friend being there….

It’s gonna be an absolute stonker with various degenerates, renegades, geeks, feathercuts, wannabe rock stars, drug dealers, council workers, public school boys, hippies, chavs, middle aged geezers, transvestites, neighbours, random strangers, new shags and old friends coming from all over the country.

I love our parties as they’re so diverse in every way, but everyone always gets on alright. (Or sometimes they fight each other at 8am with 4ft wrought iron candlesticks, which is funny anyway)

All the men seem to be coming as lions (as Hels put “Big Cats and Showgirls” on the text invite) which is predictable but nice and fluffy. However, Jamie-the-Polo-Player-From-Last-Friday is coming as a medium sized cat, which is infinitely more interesting. I'm glad we have a fun new friend...