Christmas party's
Oh dear oh dear oh dear, the festive cheer has touched me a tad early this year, as in......... lets drink as much as we can possibly can fit down our gullet, then lose our memory in true drunken lush style.
Friday was a good day, all work colleagues in high spirits, we phoned radio aire/magic 828 and donated 600 toys to the secret santa toy appeal and we got a mention on radio....yippee!
David was on fine form, he gave us a weeks wage xmas bonus and an extra 100 quid coz he felt like it. It all went tits up momentarily as his Mum was rushed into hospital, but luckily she was fine so he made it to the works Christmas party on Friday night, the night was erm............shite, Andy picked me up at 7.20pm, dropped me off at the Queens in Leeds and promised to come back and get me at 11.45pm, to cut a long story short, the food was sensational, everyone got wankered i'd had maybe 3 beers, 4 glasses of wine and a couple of £8 cocktails, it was 10.30pm, i was sozzled, David was spitting food on the floor and carrying on alarmingly, Bradley had gone home, all Elliott's rich Jew boy mates started to turn up and put drinks on our tab, cunts, Michael was asking why Chino Latino didn't sell Bacardi breezers...........cheque please!
Abby (Jewish princess agent) was on her way back to Manchester, so i blagged a lift.
Phoned AP to say i was sorted, he sounded 1/2 glad he could go to bed, but a bit cross he could've gone out...........oops! So Bedfordshire 11pm. What a disgrace.
Saturday was rudely awoken by boss calling mobile, to see how much of a state he'd been in last night.
Had a busy day so stayed up, Mike the heating engineer came at lunchtime and we wheeled the new cooker down from the warehouse on a sackcart, he took the old one out, fitted the new one and mended my water heater.........hurrah!
Called at Marlene's and took their Christmas cards, stayed an hour and chatted, Steven was acting the goat as usual, home for 4.30pm had a bite to eat, then got ready and taxied to the club for 5.30pm, Andy and his Brother were on pint number 8 as the match had been called off at 1/2 time (frozen pitch) so they'd been boozing since 3pm.
He bought me a pint, then me and Claire went to sit down, his Mum phoned at 7pm to find out where we were as the buffet was being served.
It was a really cool party, i was greeted by one of his aunt's who said "oh you must be scary"..........i will fucking kill Paul Hemmingway.
Andy was being really gobby to his Mum and saying he didn't want any food from the buffet and she'd to call and fetch him a curry about 11.30pm.
Basically, he sat chatting to his Uncles........refused to play any games, while i was thrown in the thick of it and was miming at fucking charades with all his relatives.
Decided drinking heavily was the way forward...................oh me!
4 Stella's, 2 pints and a full bottle of white wine later.....I'd been back chatting Andy's Dad "get with the programme Dave" when he didn't understand a certain game, his Mum had cornered me in the kitchen and was interrogating me.
"he's not too quiet for you is he?" (yeah he is a bit, can you have a fiddle with his voicebox) "he finds certain situations really difficult" (so do it, jumping out of aeroplanes for one). "He's better in small groups instead of big crowds" (he's shy, not retarded).
Told her we got on really well, he talks more than i do,he was fine with all my friends and I'd been seeing him for over 3 yrs.....yeah, that'll shut her up..............Karen you stupid cunt.
She looked horrified and started apologising and saying he was a very private person.
John and Claire left to go to Katy's (hiya Karen), we didn't want to go with them as Andy had lost the ability to speak, i hadn't finished making a fool of myself yet, i was goading AP to eat a lb of Edam and i'd give him a quid, inbetween chainsmoking outside with his fat cousin (who didn't know who was who between John and Andy) and her Husband who'd had 3 heart attacks. I think Matthew once got it right, when I'm drunk i turn into a naughty school girl.........i had this glint in my eye, wondering what would happen if i told his parents my age then said I'd shagged in their bed in the same breath.
The next thing i knew it was 7.30am Sunday (Bermuda triangle, black-out experience) and i was been prodded in the back.......fucking hell, was so hung-over.
Horrid horrid, when Andy had left after dinner......i mustered the strength to strip the bed and do 2 wash loads, but that was my lot.
Ligged on the sofa for the next 11 hrs, watched EE omnibus and sobbed uncontrollably when Nana Moon died, Alice in wonderland followed by the Wizard of Oz, by this time i was well and truely welded in place to my ergonomic sofa, Mother popped in for an hour..........i then sat through 4 hours of 100 best Christmas moments, and took myself off to bed at 1.30am.
Thinking the best thing about the weekend, was it was all FREE! i have spent £7 in 3days (how good is that?).
So 6 more sleeps till "he" comes, 5 more days at work, which i can manage..........done the normal this morning bacon sarnies and blogging, Jews playing cards.......same old!!!
Oh yeah and i want everyone to blog this week...........please.....it's Christmas!!!
Friday was a good day, all work colleagues in high spirits, we phoned radio aire/magic 828 and donated 600 toys to the secret santa toy appeal and we got a mention on radio....yippee!
David was on fine form, he gave us a weeks wage xmas bonus and an extra 100 quid coz he felt like it. It all went tits up momentarily as his Mum was rushed into hospital, but luckily she was fine so he made it to the works Christmas party on Friday night, the night was erm............shite, Andy picked me up at 7.20pm, dropped me off at the Queens in Leeds and promised to come back and get me at 11.45pm, to cut a long story short, the food was sensational, everyone got wankered i'd had maybe 3 beers, 4 glasses of wine and a couple of £8 cocktails, it was 10.30pm, i was sozzled, David was spitting food on the floor and carrying on alarmingly, Bradley had gone home, all Elliott's rich Jew boy mates started to turn up and put drinks on our tab, cunts, Michael was asking why Chino Latino didn't sell Bacardi breezers...........cheque please!
Abby (Jewish princess agent) was on her way back to Manchester, so i blagged a lift.
Phoned AP to say i was sorted, he sounded 1/2 glad he could go to bed, but a bit cross he could've gone out...........oops! So Bedfordshire 11pm. What a disgrace.
Saturday was rudely awoken by boss calling mobile, to see how much of a state he'd been in last night.
Had a busy day so stayed up, Mike the heating engineer came at lunchtime and we wheeled the new cooker down from the warehouse on a sackcart, he took the old one out, fitted the new one and mended my water heater.........hurrah!
Called at Marlene's and took their Christmas cards, stayed an hour and chatted, Steven was acting the goat as usual, home for 4.30pm had a bite to eat, then got ready and taxied to the club for 5.30pm, Andy and his Brother were on pint number 8 as the match had been called off at 1/2 time (frozen pitch) so they'd been boozing since 3pm.
He bought me a pint, then me and Claire went to sit down, his Mum phoned at 7pm to find out where we were as the buffet was being served.
It was a really cool party, i was greeted by one of his aunt's who said "oh you must be scary"..........i will fucking kill Paul Hemmingway.
Andy was being really gobby to his Mum and saying he didn't want any food from the buffet and she'd to call and fetch him a curry about 11.30pm.
Basically, he sat chatting to his Uncles........refused to play any games, while i was thrown in the thick of it and was miming at fucking charades with all his relatives.
Decided drinking heavily was the way forward...................oh me!
4 Stella's, 2 pints and a full bottle of white wine later.....I'd been back chatting Andy's Dad "get with the programme Dave" when he didn't understand a certain game, his Mum had cornered me in the kitchen and was interrogating me.
"he's not too quiet for you is he?" (yeah he is a bit, can you have a fiddle with his voicebox) "he finds certain situations really difficult" (so do it, jumping out of aeroplanes for one). "He's better in small groups instead of big crowds" (he's shy, not retarded).
Told her we got on really well, he talks more than i do,he was fine with all my friends and I'd been seeing him for over 3 yrs.....yeah, that'll shut her up..............Karen you stupid cunt.
She looked horrified and started apologising and saying he was a very private person.
John and Claire left to go to Katy's (hiya Karen), we didn't want to go with them as Andy had lost the ability to speak, i hadn't finished making a fool of myself yet, i was goading AP to eat a lb of Edam and i'd give him a quid, inbetween chainsmoking outside with his fat cousin (who didn't know who was who between John and Andy) and her Husband who'd had 3 heart attacks. I think Matthew once got it right, when I'm drunk i turn into a naughty school girl.........i had this glint in my eye, wondering what would happen if i told his parents my age then said I'd shagged in their bed in the same breath.
The next thing i knew it was 7.30am Sunday (Bermuda triangle, black-out experience) and i was been prodded in the back.......fucking hell, was so hung-over.
Horrid horrid, when Andy had left after dinner......i mustered the strength to strip the bed and do 2 wash loads, but that was my lot.
Ligged on the sofa for the next 11 hrs, watched EE omnibus and sobbed uncontrollably when Nana Moon died, Alice in wonderland followed by the Wizard of Oz, by this time i was well and truely welded in place to my ergonomic sofa, Mother popped in for an hour..........i then sat through 4 hours of 100 best Christmas moments, and took myself off to bed at 1.30am.
Thinking the best thing about the weekend, was it was all FREE! i have spent £7 in 3days (how good is that?).
So 6 more sleeps till "he" comes, 5 more days at work, which i can manage..........done the normal this morning bacon sarnies and blogging, Jews playing cards.......same old!!!
Oh yeah and i want everyone to blog this week...........please.....it's Christmas!!!
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