You lookin at me?

Last day of batchelorhood, busy day of runninga round ticking things off of lists. Final major task done, tunes on ipod. now to go and get my hair done then off to the pub. Not as stressful as it could've been. En route to the hotel to drop our overnight bags off for tomorrow we bumped into Wingpig on his lunchtime wander, he offered sage words of advice. Right, enough ramblling mr fish, get ready to meet your barber...