This weekend, i have mostly been.....sweating!
I'm not going to spend too much time, discussing Friday, nothing out of the ordinary happened, i wore a pink linen skirt much to the amusement of erm, everyone in Cleck, it was hot damn it and i am a girl..........
Well it was nice and warm so we got plastic glasses and had our beers outside spoons, John Porritt and Claire were there with Katy (hiya Karen), Debbie and another girl.
Turnstiles was dead as a dodo, don't know what's happened to the place!!, had 1 in there, then up to the Old house at Home for a change........we stayed there all night as someone said the station wasn't letting anyone in because of a fight!
Richard Townsend (Sarah's past fuck buddy), asked me to play the spot the difference machine with him, so we played on that a while.......We only had 1 in the regal, i needed to be in bed early, as i wanted to be fresh as a daisy for Saturday.
Beth got a taxi, Tina, me and Hayley went to the slop house then shared a taxi home....ooh Tina was drunk, she doesn't often get drunk, but she was slurring!!!!!
Bed for 1.00am
Saturday...........what a scorcher!!
No hangover....hurrah! let cats out to play and told them to be home for 11.00am, donned on my wedding attire (long floaty floral skirt and twin set pink vest and sparkly cardigan ensemble) ooh! i looked special..........
Arrived at the church at 11.30am, (St. Andrews in Morley), sat with Leigh and his wife and mad boss David, who fell asleep during the 1st prayer, the ceremony was lovely Hymns were "lord of all hopefulness" which is my favourite and "sing hosanna" which Leigh loved, being Jewish it was quite a novelty for them, although he did ask on Friday if we'd be singing "oh come oh ye faithful? no Leigh that's a Christmas Carol.
Lindsey looked lovely, then all brides do.......she was 20 mins late and Paul did look a tad worried.
Well it all went swimmingly and we ferried to the reception at the Woodlands hotel on Geldard Road, the food was divine, the heat was fucking unbearable, i was sweating like a horse, David had to turn down the soup as he had a mental sweat going on, the 4 of us from Fernway Ltd, were sat with the 3 most boring couples in history, one of the blokes was even quieter than AP, the speeches were 100 times better than the ones at Lee's wedding and it was all done and dusted for 5pm........sped home and took wringing wet outfit off and had another bath, let cats out and told them to be back for 6.30pm, donned on cooler evening outfit, short sleeved top, shorter linen skirt and sandals, much better.........let cats in who were waiting on the doorstep as they'd been instructed and picked Steven up at 6.35pm, drove back to the Woodlands and were sat on the terrace by 6.45pm with a pint of lagertop and Guinness respectively, happy days..........rest of work colleagues arrived, David and Elliott, Leigh and wife, Zulu warrior and Scarey fucking bird Sarah, who loves her watersports and i don't mean jet skiing.
The evening do, was the best wedding night do i have ever been to, the drink was flowing........the music was cheesy, it was held in a huge white Marquee, the bride Lindsey had drunk all the contents of the minibar in the bridal suite and had thrown up everywhere, Paul was wellied (what a classy couple), by 10pm Pauls brother Mark, was so drunk he started a fist fight with their dad and had to be restrained then sent home in a taxi, hahhaaaaaaaaaa, every wedding should have a scrap, oh and a pissed groom and a bride with a green face, after she's yakked and all her mascara clumped together!!!
Brilliant!
Next came an Elvis impersonator, he was fucking excellent, oh Steven and i were in our element, we sang to all the songs and took over the dance floor, fab!!
He came round the ladies in the audience, and crooned you individually and left a blue satin scarf round your neck, he then went back to the stage and collected another scarf and moved on to a different lady........well i was one of the girls he picked, Steven dared me to wait while he'd finished the next number then take the scarf back with a crazed look on my face and say into the mic really loudly "you left this over there, i nearly went home with it".
After 9 lagertops i was up for anything, we laughed so much i thought i was going to wee, my sides were hurting, i'd cried all my mascara off, the poor guy was trying to force the scarf on me saying, "no it's for you to keep"......hahhaaaaaaaa!! GENIUS!
The bar shut at midnight,Boo................. this was after we'd taught everyone on the dancefloor how to dance to Tiffany and Mental as anything, some old man was telling me he was sat behind me in church and didn't i have a beautiful voice, ah bless! what a nice thing to say......party goers started to disperse, Steven and i got a taxi to the regal (well worth it for 1/2hr, think Steven was hoping to see Beth, he never said as much, but he was quite insistent on going)......we had one drink, then taxied home and were in Bedfordshire at 1.30am........what an excellent night!!!!
Sunny Sunday.............
Fuck the heat was horrid, was woken at 5.20am, by an alarm going off in one of the new houses, fell back asleep until 11am.....then couldn't bear it any longer, flung open every window and door in my abode, cats crawled into the garden desperately looking for shade.
Horrid, horrid, did lots of sweating and sighing, eventually washed and dressed and Marlene took me to Woodlands to fetch my car, called in there's for a drink and gave Jim his crate of Caffreys and Fathers days card and 4 hoisted ties.
Listened to Ruth Friday nights escapade, JESUS MARY MOTHER OF GOD!
I have never in all my born days, been as drunk as that.........Mark has grounded her, personally i think she is one damn lucky lady.
Dropped Mark and Ruth off at Marks and went home, just before the heavens opened, Hallelujah!!
Then decided to do some cooking in just my pants, made a huge chilli and a tomato, bacon, chicken and mushroom pasta with tomato and mascarpone sauce, froze 4 portions of each, then flew in the bath, (4 in 2 days), then Andy Robinson picked me up at 6.30pm, with Jenna and Spug in the car. He dropped us off at spoons, where we caught up on all weekend gossip, Jenna snogging Joff after the golf dinner on Friday THEN shagging his side kick, good on her, that'll show him.
Have decided Jenna has balls of steel and she's not to be messed with!
We had 2 pints in there, it was dire and is only good for Sunday shandies if there is a lot of you, we moved to the Commercial which was even quieter, then decided we should cut our losses and not traipse round Cleck looking for action we were never going to find, so we bundled into a taxi to the cottages, Spug poured 3 glasses of vino and i put my P.J's on.
Settled down to Muriel's wedding chick flick, ate Doritos, Tzatziki and nobby's chilli nuts, drank wine till the end of the film, Spug is working a late next Friday so have decided to stay in to save some pennies and get a takeaway and watch a dvd, so everyone welcome.
That's it, what a great great weekend, they just seem to get better and better!
Missed Andy though! doh! what a schmuk!
Well it was nice and warm so we got plastic glasses and had our beers outside spoons, John Porritt and Claire were there with Katy (hiya Karen), Debbie and another girl.
Turnstiles was dead as a dodo, don't know what's happened to the place!!, had 1 in there, then up to the Old house at Home for a change........we stayed there all night as someone said the station wasn't letting anyone in because of a fight!
Richard Townsend (Sarah's past fuck buddy), asked me to play the spot the difference machine with him, so we played on that a while.......We only had 1 in the regal, i needed to be in bed early, as i wanted to be fresh as a daisy for Saturday.
Beth got a taxi, Tina, me and Hayley went to the slop house then shared a taxi home....ooh Tina was drunk, she doesn't often get drunk, but she was slurring!!!!!
Bed for 1.00am
Saturday...........what a scorcher!!
No hangover....hurrah! let cats out to play and told them to be home for 11.00am, donned on my wedding attire (long floaty floral skirt and twin set pink vest and sparkly cardigan ensemble) ooh! i looked special..........
Arrived at the church at 11.30am, (St. Andrews in Morley), sat with Leigh and his wife and mad boss David, who fell asleep during the 1st prayer, the ceremony was lovely Hymns were "lord of all hopefulness" which is my favourite and "sing hosanna" which Leigh loved, being Jewish it was quite a novelty for them, although he did ask on Friday if we'd be singing "oh come oh ye faithful? no Leigh that's a Christmas Carol.
Lindsey looked lovely, then all brides do.......she was 20 mins late and Paul did look a tad worried.
Well it all went swimmingly and we ferried to the reception at the Woodlands hotel on Geldard Road, the food was divine, the heat was fucking unbearable, i was sweating like a horse, David had to turn down the soup as he had a mental sweat going on, the 4 of us from Fernway Ltd, were sat with the 3 most boring couples in history, one of the blokes was even quieter than AP, the speeches were 100 times better than the ones at Lee's wedding and it was all done and dusted for 5pm........sped home and took wringing wet outfit off and had another bath, let cats out and told them to be back for 6.30pm, donned on cooler evening outfit, short sleeved top, shorter linen skirt and sandals, much better.........let cats in who were waiting on the doorstep as they'd been instructed and picked Steven up at 6.35pm, drove back to the Woodlands and were sat on the terrace by 6.45pm with a pint of lagertop and Guinness respectively, happy days..........rest of work colleagues arrived, David and Elliott, Leigh and wife, Zulu warrior and Scarey fucking bird Sarah, who loves her watersports and i don't mean jet skiing.
The evening do, was the best wedding night do i have ever been to, the drink was flowing........the music was cheesy, it was held in a huge white Marquee, the bride Lindsey had drunk all the contents of the minibar in the bridal suite and had thrown up everywhere, Paul was wellied (what a classy couple), by 10pm Pauls brother Mark, was so drunk he started a fist fight with their dad and had to be restrained then sent home in a taxi, hahhaaaaaaaaaa, every wedding should have a scrap, oh and a pissed groom and a bride with a green face, after she's yakked and all her mascara clumped together!!!
Brilliant!
Next came an Elvis impersonator, he was fucking excellent, oh Steven and i were in our element, we sang to all the songs and took over the dance floor, fab!!
He came round the ladies in the audience, and crooned you individually and left a blue satin scarf round your neck, he then went back to the stage and collected another scarf and moved on to a different lady........well i was one of the girls he picked, Steven dared me to wait while he'd finished the next number then take the scarf back with a crazed look on my face and say into the mic really loudly "you left this over there, i nearly went home with it".
After 9 lagertops i was up for anything, we laughed so much i thought i was going to wee, my sides were hurting, i'd cried all my mascara off, the poor guy was trying to force the scarf on me saying, "no it's for you to keep"......hahhaaaaaaaa!! GENIUS!
The bar shut at midnight,Boo................. this was after we'd taught everyone on the dancefloor how to dance to Tiffany and Mental as anything, some old man was telling me he was sat behind me in church and didn't i have a beautiful voice, ah bless! what a nice thing to say......party goers started to disperse, Steven and i got a taxi to the regal (well worth it for 1/2hr, think Steven was hoping to see Beth, he never said as much, but he was quite insistent on going)......we had one drink, then taxied home and were in Bedfordshire at 1.30am........what an excellent night!!!!
Sunny Sunday.............
Fuck the heat was horrid, was woken at 5.20am, by an alarm going off in one of the new houses, fell back asleep until 11am.....then couldn't bear it any longer, flung open every window and door in my abode, cats crawled into the garden desperately looking for shade.
Horrid, horrid, did lots of sweating and sighing, eventually washed and dressed and Marlene took me to Woodlands to fetch my car, called in there's for a drink and gave Jim his crate of Caffreys and Fathers days card and 4 hoisted ties.
Listened to Ruth Friday nights escapade, JESUS MARY MOTHER OF GOD!
I have never in all my born days, been as drunk as that.........Mark has grounded her, personally i think she is one damn lucky lady.
Dropped Mark and Ruth off at Marks and went home, just before the heavens opened, Hallelujah!!
Then decided to do some cooking in just my pants, made a huge chilli and a tomato, bacon, chicken and mushroom pasta with tomato and mascarpone sauce, froze 4 portions of each, then flew in the bath, (4 in 2 days), then Andy Robinson picked me up at 6.30pm, with Jenna and Spug in the car. He dropped us off at spoons, where we caught up on all weekend gossip, Jenna snogging Joff after the golf dinner on Friday THEN shagging his side kick, good on her, that'll show him.
Have decided Jenna has balls of steel and she's not to be messed with!
We had 2 pints in there, it was dire and is only good for Sunday shandies if there is a lot of you, we moved to the Commercial which was even quieter, then decided we should cut our losses and not traipse round Cleck looking for action we were never going to find, so we bundled into a taxi to the cottages, Spug poured 3 glasses of vino and i put my P.J's on.
Settled down to Muriel's wedding chick flick, ate Doritos, Tzatziki and nobby's chilli nuts, drank wine till the end of the film, Spug is working a late next Friday so have decided to stay in to save some pennies and get a takeaway and watch a dvd, so everyone welcome.
That's it, what a great great weekend, they just seem to get better and better!
Missed Andy though! doh! what a schmuk!
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