It's just gone 5am and I'm making final preparations, well getting-dressed, for my flight at 7am to Southampton. Why DO airlines insist on almost an hour to check-in for a flight that only takes just over an hour! Argh.

Myself and a few of my friends from St. Sampson's Secondary are off to celebrate the forthcoming marriage of one of our number (no, not me).

It'll be my third such stag night and it is to be a jam-packed weekend. Later today I should be clay pigeon shooting and karting before hitting a comedy club for the evening. Two new first-time activities in one-day being that I've karted a few times including winning a cup in France at one of the annual Jersey Telecom trips.

Tomorrow we'll be clearing that hangover with a few hours of paint ball - something which strangely most of them have never done before.

Oh, it'll be sweet. Especially if I get a baggy set of overalls again that prevent the paint balls exploding on impacting my body.

[)amien