Of SFT05ptIItbsb. . .

STELLA CLEARS HER AIRWAYS IN PREPERATION FOR THE BIG NIGHT AHEAD...

"STELLAFEST IS UPON US - bow down and submit to it's glory..." - Prince Steven of Bozlum, '05


It's here. It's pretty queer. We'll all be marinated with beer (or sweet tasting alchopops and vodka). Either way the event we've held dear since march has finally arrived. My hair is trimmed, my plastic at the ready, my tan is peaked and my new dunlop all green flash shoes are poised to boogy. The only let down thus far being that Matt and Jez dropped out after I paid their deposits but we have a Gareth on the reserves bench to take up rooms in mardi gras hotel... Martini, Dicky and myself shall be travelling up at 5:30ish to meet Princess Stephanie, Steve, Colin, Neil and Paul in the las vegas of the north coast. Unfortunatly the Queen Bee herself was unable to attend as she has a family occasion in london but her spirit shall be with us in the heart of the trashiest weekend to be planned ever. For God's sake 'Lolly' is appearing at flamingos too - "Hey Mickey!"
So until my return I bid thee all fair morrow - a quaint tale beginneth...


Wings xXx