Imagine if I attended the 2016 meetup, everyone there met me, we had a great time, 'oh alive-man it's great to meet you all this time after 11 years!', I'm in loads of photos of the meetup (looking smashing of course,) I get a few ciddies maybe (you know I never have before in my life?), me and Paulchotic finally open up to each other, Loony BoB and me do shots and finally have our bonding moment, and then...

Someone tries to get in contact with me, I have no phone number. People begin to worry. Someone visits my parents and they say 'well sean has been dead for seven years now'

Whoa.