Monthly Archives: March 2012

I wouldn’t say I’ve always had bad times in Leeds. There were just the hour-and-a-half waits for taxis in the city centre. The man taking a shit in Carpe Diem who couldn’t be bothered to close the toilet door. And the post-popshow party in Headingley that got gatecrashed by a couple of nutcases threatening toContinue reading “Good times… in Leeds!”