Carcrash ..............Literally
My bank holiday
Thursday.
Set off to Matt's at 4ish and was really early, met him in the centre of Manchester, we parked the car and went to Selfridges for his Mum and her pal some eye cream and then to M&S for some pasta, cheescake and a few other bits.
Got to the flat (luxury appartment) Matt prepared pasta with chicken, mascerpone and tomatoes (which was WELL NICE) while i ironed his shirt.
Hit Canal street and found a table (the 1st of 3) in Churchills, WHAT A NIGHT!
We seemed to attract every friendly freak in the place, randoms being......the man from Banzi, Alex who paid me a fiver to be his mate who linked arms and camply said "tell me your story", Darren the JCB driver who threw me on the longsaddle to snog me, the blind man and his chap with the mohichan, Bret the dancing black man, the evening ended 9 pints later with Matt in the loos, having had his hand rammed down the Karaoke mans boyfriends pants, me being blind with the drink, walking back home moaning about my pink shoes rubbing me........hit the sofa at 2am, Matt confiscating my mobile so i couldn't txt AP........he Txt James back for me coz i was struggling to be alive.
Friday.
Matt was singing "que Sera sera" in his own words, wearing stripy pyjamas looking uncannily like Ronnie Barker in Porridge. This was all happening at 10am.......Shut up Matt i don't do mornings, layed under my quilt refusing to move until my coffee had gone cold, Matt was chuntering "come on we need to get a wriggle on".....he made bacon butties and i ironed him another shirt.
Set off home and called at Matt's parents and met his mum who was lovely, had a quick coffee and a chat, Matt told his mum her hair was green and told me to do my AP cumming face (as his mum had known Andy for donkeys years).
Got home to starving cats and tried to get some more kip, to no avail.
Got up and went to Marlos, random siblings were doing the following, Ruth was pulling a suitcase on wheels down Whitcliffe road to stay at Marks for easter. Steven was drinking Champagne on his own that he's found whilst tidying his bedroom.
Went to Moorend fisheries for me Steven Marlo and Jims some tea.
Home and ready for 7pm, met Hayley then wandered to spoons to meet Matt and James. MJ didn't turn up until 8.45pm......he is rubbish!!!
Matt wanted to sing, how unusual????
So we went to the old house, soon to be joined by Caroline, Katy (hiya Karen) Claire and all their clan, then Tina, Beth and Jo.
I was tired and didn't really perk up all night, still i managed to sing Flashdance.
Matt, James, MJ and me went up to the station to join the girls, AP was in there, i nearly fainted. Dean Worrall was mullered as usual, Had a quick chat with Andy and a couple of stolen kisses! "sorry for being sick in your bathroom Karen". "Yeah, i'll take you out, just give me a couple of weeks to get some money together".He tried to leave by the back door so he didn't have to kiss me again in front of his mates, it was locked.ha ha ha....... L is for Loser!
He went for chinese, i went to the regal with my collection of puffs, where we danced and drank and all was well with the world.
Oh yeah, i did a bit of D.J.ing and snogged a very sexy boy in a red checked shirt, who knew our Steven.
Me and my puffs went to sloppies, Hayley and Beth were sat on the pavement (i think they were having a rest from busking).
MJ and James walked home together and Me and Matt shared a taxi.........coz we're fatties!
Saturday
This is getting tiring now!
Set off for Sugden towers at 4pm, called for a metcalfs pork pie for the journey and arrived safely in Buxton at 5.30pm. I'm saying safely as driving over the tops to the peak district, you couldn't see a fucking thing it was so misty.
So my little heart was beating a little fast, especially when i pulled up Chris's drive and promptly crashed into the concrete gatepost.....doing at least a grands worth of damage to my brand new car. Oh fuck!!
Had a lovely stay as always, gave the girls dollies and stuff, gave Chris his 4 chandeliers, read the girls bedtime stories.while Chris and Rhian were smoking a big fat reefer on the porch, then we all had a Caesar salad with warm chibatta and new potatoes with countless bottles of wine.
Sat at the dinner table and laughed and laughed till i'd cried all my make-up off.
Rhian retired at 11.30pm, Chris and i got wellied, him on Bush me on wine.
Chris had a whitey (that's what you get having 4 joints with no tobacco in them).
Bed after 1.
Sunday.
Awoke at 6.30am to Olivia "i've been sick in my bed".
Did not get back to sleep, so after several coffees, lunch of Pasta and of course the treasure hunt round the garden that Easter Bunny had kindly prepared, set off home and had an hours kip.
Met Spug and Hayley at 6.30pm, then Spoons......Matt arrived at 7.30pm along with Dean and Rach, Grandad Mo was babysitting. Matt had been in the commercial most of the day and was struggling with his bitter. We were leaving for the Commercial just as Ruth and Mark were arriving.
Went through to the pool room, which was filled with Cricket players and their partners.
Had lovely chats with Warren, Dean Worrall, Bev and co. Andy just sat on his bar stool looking nervous. The emmotional fuckwit!!!!
After 4 pints or so, everyone was starting to disperse..it ended up just me, Andy, Spug and Matt.
Matt got another round, Andy didn't want one as he wanted to go home, so i got upset...understandably!!!
We rowed, he left, i did some swearing!
Then Matt, Spug and me went to the old house as Matt was still thirsty and wanted to sing.
Spug nipped to the bank and also called in Spoons to tell Ruth, Mark, Rach and Dean that i was upset and swearing as Andy had gone home!!!!!! NICE!!!!!!
Had 2 pints in the old house and cried like chunk out of the goonies again. That boy has a lot to answer for.
Monday.
Nearly there.
Did chores and shit throughout the day, phoned Matt to slag AP off.
Then Met Ruth and Mark in spoons at 8....... oh we laughed!
What a top night, it was like Sunday shandies only Monday!!
They're always the best nights and the cheapest, do you know for £15 you can have 8 pints, a pizza and get a taxi home.........BARGAIN!!!
Richard was in there with his mate, (that's Richard who plays for the 4th team, with the big nose, who i've snogged a few times).
He's a nice boy and is always kind to me, so when he was leaving i gave him my phone number and he's going to ring and take me out!!
Hooray i've pulled 4 men in 5 days......i'm so hot!!!
So fuck you right back Porritt, i don't want you back.
Tuesday.
Awoke at 5.30am, body clock and all internal organs now fucked.
Sheepishly told David about the carcrash, he ruffled my hair and called me a ninny.
Have just had a philpots lunch, have blogged, emailed James and Matt and am going to reply to Sarah, then maybe do some work.
GREAT DAYS!!!!
Thursday.
Set off to Matt's at 4ish and was really early, met him in the centre of Manchester, we parked the car and went to Selfridges for his Mum and her pal some eye cream and then to M&S for some pasta, cheescake and a few other bits.
Got to the flat (luxury appartment) Matt prepared pasta with chicken, mascerpone and tomatoes (which was WELL NICE) while i ironed his shirt.
Hit Canal street and found a table (the 1st of 3) in Churchills, WHAT A NIGHT!
We seemed to attract every friendly freak in the place, randoms being......the man from Banzi, Alex who paid me a fiver to be his mate who linked arms and camply said "tell me your story", Darren the JCB driver who threw me on the longsaddle to snog me, the blind man and his chap with the mohichan, Bret the dancing black man, the evening ended 9 pints later with Matt in the loos, having had his hand rammed down the Karaoke mans boyfriends pants, me being blind with the drink, walking back home moaning about my pink shoes rubbing me........hit the sofa at 2am, Matt confiscating my mobile so i couldn't txt AP........he Txt James back for me coz i was struggling to be alive.
Friday.
Matt was singing "que Sera sera" in his own words, wearing stripy pyjamas looking uncannily like Ronnie Barker in Porridge. This was all happening at 10am.......Shut up Matt i don't do mornings, layed under my quilt refusing to move until my coffee had gone cold, Matt was chuntering "come on we need to get a wriggle on".....he made bacon butties and i ironed him another shirt.
Set off home and called at Matt's parents and met his mum who was lovely, had a quick coffee and a chat, Matt told his mum her hair was green and told me to do my AP cumming face (as his mum had known Andy for donkeys years).
Got home to starving cats and tried to get some more kip, to no avail.
Got up and went to Marlos, random siblings were doing the following, Ruth was pulling a suitcase on wheels down Whitcliffe road to stay at Marks for easter. Steven was drinking Champagne on his own that he's found whilst tidying his bedroom.
Went to Moorend fisheries for me Steven Marlo and Jims some tea.
Home and ready for 7pm, met Hayley then wandered to spoons to meet Matt and James. MJ didn't turn up until 8.45pm......he is rubbish!!!
Matt wanted to sing, how unusual????
So we went to the old house, soon to be joined by Caroline, Katy (hiya Karen) Claire and all their clan, then Tina, Beth and Jo.
I was tired and didn't really perk up all night, still i managed to sing Flashdance.
Matt, James, MJ and me went up to the station to join the girls, AP was in there, i nearly fainted. Dean Worrall was mullered as usual, Had a quick chat with Andy and a couple of stolen kisses! "sorry for being sick in your bathroom Karen". "Yeah, i'll take you out, just give me a couple of weeks to get some money together".He tried to leave by the back door so he didn't have to kiss me again in front of his mates, it was locked.ha ha ha....... L is for Loser!
He went for chinese, i went to the regal with my collection of puffs, where we danced and drank and all was well with the world.
Oh yeah, i did a bit of D.J.ing and snogged a very sexy boy in a red checked shirt, who knew our Steven.
Me and my puffs went to sloppies, Hayley and Beth were sat on the pavement (i think they were having a rest from busking).
MJ and James walked home together and Me and Matt shared a taxi.........coz we're fatties!
Saturday
This is getting tiring now!
Set off for Sugden towers at 4pm, called for a metcalfs pork pie for the journey and arrived safely in Buxton at 5.30pm. I'm saying safely as driving over the tops to the peak district, you couldn't see a fucking thing it was so misty.
So my little heart was beating a little fast, especially when i pulled up Chris's drive and promptly crashed into the concrete gatepost.....doing at least a grands worth of damage to my brand new car. Oh fuck!!
Had a lovely stay as always, gave the girls dollies and stuff, gave Chris his 4 chandeliers, read the girls bedtime stories.while Chris and Rhian were smoking a big fat reefer on the porch, then we all had a Caesar salad with warm chibatta and new potatoes with countless bottles of wine.
Sat at the dinner table and laughed and laughed till i'd cried all my make-up off.
Rhian retired at 11.30pm, Chris and i got wellied, him on Bush me on wine.
Chris had a whitey (that's what you get having 4 joints with no tobacco in them).
Bed after 1.
Sunday.
Awoke at 6.30am to Olivia "i've been sick in my bed".
Did not get back to sleep, so after several coffees, lunch of Pasta and of course the treasure hunt round the garden that Easter Bunny had kindly prepared, set off home and had an hours kip.
Met Spug and Hayley at 6.30pm, then Spoons......Matt arrived at 7.30pm along with Dean and Rach, Grandad Mo was babysitting. Matt had been in the commercial most of the day and was struggling with his bitter. We were leaving for the Commercial just as Ruth and Mark were arriving.
Went through to the pool room, which was filled with Cricket players and their partners.
Had lovely chats with Warren, Dean Worrall, Bev and co. Andy just sat on his bar stool looking nervous. The emmotional fuckwit!!!!
After 4 pints or so, everyone was starting to disperse..it ended up just me, Andy, Spug and Matt.
Matt got another round, Andy didn't want one as he wanted to go home, so i got upset...understandably!!!
We rowed, he left, i did some swearing!
Then Matt, Spug and me went to the old house as Matt was still thirsty and wanted to sing.
Spug nipped to the bank and also called in Spoons to tell Ruth, Mark, Rach and Dean that i was upset and swearing as Andy had gone home!!!!!! NICE!!!!!!
Had 2 pints in the old house and cried like chunk out of the goonies again. That boy has a lot to answer for.
Monday.
Nearly there.
Did chores and shit throughout the day, phoned Matt to slag AP off.
Then Met Ruth and Mark in spoons at 8....... oh we laughed!
What a top night, it was like Sunday shandies only Monday!!
They're always the best nights and the cheapest, do you know for £15 you can have 8 pints, a pizza and get a taxi home.........BARGAIN!!!
Richard was in there with his mate, (that's Richard who plays for the 4th team, with the big nose, who i've snogged a few times).
He's a nice boy and is always kind to me, so when he was leaving i gave him my phone number and he's going to ring and take me out!!
Hooray i've pulled 4 men in 5 days......i'm so hot!!!
So fuck you right back Porritt, i don't want you back.
Tuesday.
Awoke at 5.30am, body clock and all internal organs now fucked.
Sheepishly told David about the carcrash, he ruffled my hair and called me a ninny.
Have just had a philpots lunch, have blogged, emailed James and Matt and am going to reply to Sarah, then maybe do some work.
GREAT DAYS!!!!
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