Jambul spent a week down in London town and Hastings. As always he tore everything a new arsehole on and off the bike.
AK-47 filled with Vody, check. Hand Grenade filled with Hennessy, check.
Licked up in the Duke, check.
Chicken Spot, check.
Mashed up in Alibi, check.
Making the most of practice time @ the “Our House” jam with a beer and a spliff, check.
Making friends wherever he goes, check.