Everyone is also protecting Enrique from the red/pink light coming from the left, and whatever dim/reflected yellowish light is coming from the right. I'm guessing he has a skin condition. You guys are heroes.
I'm still in disbelief that it all happened. This time last week, I was ill and wondering if I was going to make it to Friday. I was dreading the thought of a rocky train on an upset stomach. I can't stop thinking about what happened, although my brain's much more relaxed since today and I finally caught up on sleep.
I'd also say yay to meeting up again sometime soon, but fuck you lot, I'll be probably out and about with Octo terrorising half of Manchester.
I had a look through as many pics on Facefuck as I could see, it made me kinda sad that I missed so much of the day and night, I missed out on a lot of fun and silliness (that Quina/frog game looked a bit mental, lol).