07/09/2026
Humongous love to Chud, Scotty, Fin and Scazzy.
It was never in doubt that they would be champing at the bit to smash the living daylights out of this one, and send our one and only Mr Brooker off in a manner totally befitting. And indeed they did, in spectacular style.
And that same love goes out to everyone who managed to stuff themselves in, partake of the sacred Space Raiders, and then party hardy until the silly hours. You guys are the reason this was his favourite place to be, whether he was spinning or not, and you know you all did him proud.
We might be a man down... but we're not really. Because he'll always be there with us in one way or another. I think everyone feels that.
Shine on, Brooker. We love you, mate