It’s hard to believe it, but it’s been slightly more than nine million minutes since the first time Kev travelled down to London to visit me in my poky Mortlake flat. (If you prefer more conventional time measurements, like some sort of idiot, that equates to 6465 days, or 17 years, eight months and 13 days.)
Obviously we used our time together extremely profitably. Among our many intellectual and sporting pursuits, we found time to spend quite a while – several hours, in fact, judging by the timestamps – taking pictures of ourselves with my iMac’s photobooth software.
Here are some highlights of a couple of very youthful idiots having a laugh nine million minutes ago.
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I never visited Mortlake, which sounds like a village from Skyrim or possibly Game of Thrones. Was it as bad as it sounds?
I think it’s quite posh, but I only really saw Chris’ “flat” (actually some blokes loft). I seem to remember it being near a brewery but I might be getting confused.
I think there were a few hours of playing Worms Armageddon mixed in with it, but we did find it way to amusing. Interestingly I still have those photos in my filing system somewhere.