Marina phoned me up and the next thing I knew was that I was about to lead a samba band at Deighton Carnival; the next thing Tim knew was that he would be jointly leading it with me. And this is what Charlotte would call "Another Fine Mess".
We dressed in black and had our faces painted.
We followed the last float and most of the samba rhythms just fitted in with whatever was pumping out of the sound system.
I came home and lay down for a bit.