It was the last Saturday of April 2016 and a primal urge was heavy in the air to get high ,Servol was just a way of coming down for General Welham "brain normalisation " was like paracetamol. 7 am wake up Catch the 909am to Stratford no problem. I watched Norwich get beaten by Arsenal visited the children and received a message from Toby on not606 chat freely , a chat room designed by a club footed IRA fundraiser ,Toby had been snorting copious amounts of mdma & ketamine & thought it was a good idea to finally link up with the General. The meeting spot was 10:23pm outside the Holloway Road Odeon . After failing to enter the post code into the phones maps ,the general decided to purchase a Heineken and just stroll about and have a piss behind some disused bins. Within 10 minutes Toby arrived bounding up the street with3/4 length shell bottoms & red shoes a grey woollen hat and a medium long grey farmers jacket, he arrived sprightly and awkwardly exchanged glances clearly strung out. After a handshake we traversed towards his swanky London pad. As Welham approached the stairs his nostrils picked up the sense of depravity . Greeted with two sofas wedged against both walls, a coffee table and two plates with mind altering drugs sat their invitedly at that moment he knew this would be a laugh. Welham greeted Toby's flatmates serupticuosly a strange bald bearded man obviously deranged by the class A called Tom ,a thin tall nerdy Russian man with long hair with a V neck jumper on that was suspiciously sober ,and sensible amongst the carnage Welham seated himself on the one remaining seat left in the shared flat. Mat Welham sat himself on a wooden dining chair precariously dangling over a short flight of stairs, dividing the flat up into 4 floors. He shunted forward and glanced at the glass table. A fat line of mdma sat there awaiting his arrival and a £20 note was produced by Tom and so he inhaled the pungent sharp powder into his nose through the tightly rolled bank note. Zing.
Basic training kicked in , if this was an assassination attempt? it would end badly , after talking endless **** a line of Ketamine was produced and after joking about k holes with the Russian The colonel shunted a big greedy line of K up his hooter. ****ing ouch and why is my foot jammed in the woopen dining chair ?. It wasn't it was just jellified. Why was I here what did they want? Was I finally going to pop Toby's eyes out with a rusty spoon and skull **** him ?. No that is horrible.
