Marks out of 10
Friday, I'd give a 7 out of 10.
Sulked all day as Andy was off work with Diphtheria (well you'd think that's what he had the way he was carrying on). Anyhow he was too ill to attend Aldo's, so i got there at 7pm and was the 1st in our party to arrive, stood there like a twat and wolfed a beer down in double quick time, didn't wait long till Tim, Joanne, Simon and Nick showed, followed by Sera, Sarah and Dawn who'd nipped to the bank.
The company and wine were excellent, i picked a posh starter to show off, it was rank.
Fooking Artichokes, salami, duck and orange pate, olives and parma ham, so i ate the prawns, some chiabatta, 2 slices of garlic bread, 2 of Sarah's garlic mushrooms and 1 of Tim's mussels, i polished of my carbonnara main and was fit to burst. I was sat between Dawn and Joanne, all i did was moan about Andy being ill and think i was getting of their nerves, woops! we split the £200 bill and went to spoons, bumped into Dean, Rach and co, chatted to them while i drank my pint, Dean said he'd fix my security light..................hooray!
6 of us went to the Wickham for another pint (which Nick shelled out for), then Sera kindly took all the girls home and left the boys to their beer......................so home for 11ish, watched a spot of t.v then slept for 13 hrs!
Saturday 8 out of 10
Ruth txt to see if i wanted to go shopping, but i was too lazy, so watched Every which way but loose, under a blanket eating a fried breakfast. Andy txt (OH you're well enough to play rugby then?), picked Katy up in a taxi at 6pm and met Spug at the club, had 3 shandies, Andy came over all unshaven and looking emaciated, yes we know you're poorly, get yourself off home...............no he dragged it out and came into town, struggled through 2 pints..........oh woe is me! declared he didn't want to ruin my night, so off he went to his Mum.........after he'd bellowed to Sarah "don't you be leading my girlfriend astray" across weatherspoons.
Once he was out of sight, we started firing diesel and cider down and giggling like 10yr olds, it was a good night, just me, Sarah, Katy, Spug and her SP in tow, loads of beer, Karaoke, (i sang twice), we went up to the Old house for 3 then the station for last, then we all polled into sloppy joes, where i decided Sarah should have a chicken Bhuna and i'd get a lamb Korma and we'd share (save me making my mind up), so we troffed for England, popodoms, naan and boiled rice.......yummy!!
Bed at fuck knows what time, memory loss, although i know i got out of the taxi after Katy and gave Sarah all my loose change................which probably came to 46p.
Sunday 10 out of 10
Andy was better so made the most of the day in case he's ill again next week, up, bathed, coffee and toast, picked him up at 12.30pm, well i was 1/4 hr late as i was waiting for the washer, he wasn't bothered as he was sat outside on the bench, Gill waving frantically at the door.............bless! off we set over the Pennines to see china Matty...........yippee! parked in the NCP as the £2.50 a day one was full.................bag o shite! got to Matt's flat at 1.45pm, after i told Andy that Matt waters all the plants in the building as a favour..........hhhahahhhhaaaaaaa!
Had a quick coffee and some biscuits, then off we set trailing across Manchester city centre in my best going out boots. ouch! mustn't grumble................nipped in Next (Matt was looking for Andrew p.j's) my Andy was fingering England cufflinks with a look of want in his eyes, put them down you Chav!
Called at Tescos, for teabags and Matt bought some spice for the pictures, got to the Odeon (which is bigger than the whole of Cleckheaton), where we watched the 3.50pm showing of Derailed............fooking excellent. I won't tell you the plot, go see it!
We giggled like kids and stuffed our faces with nachos, popcorn, revels and m&m's, washed down with 2 litres of fizzy pop each...........how old are we?
Rolled out at 6pm, i was full as an egg but we still nipped in Subway and each got a sandwich and some quavers, we ate in as we are posh, Andy and i got turkey, ham and cheese melts, Matt got beef..........Matt then wanted to go to the karaoke at Churchill's, so we tagged along to humour him, Andy said he'd drive back (isn't he lovely?) so i took advantage by sampling a couple of shandies to keep Matt company.
Well that was the idea, poor Andy sat there sipping orange juice after orange juice, while Matt and i sank pint after pint, chain-smoked and sang karaoke till our hearts content.
Nearly choked when i spotted Christopher Garforth snogging another man, he was in my year at school and reminds me of Eugene out of Grease, he nearly fucking fainted when he saw me, Matt did kindly point out that he was probably thinking "i never knew Karen was a lesbian"................how very dare you! chose to sit on Andy's knee for the rest of the evening............not really!
7 pints later, Andrew arrived wearing his Gala casino uniform, some random Dyke was asking Matt if she looked peaky and saying she was gonna blob work today.
Well it was an excellent night, but then the off the cuff, spur of the moment nights are always the best, i managed to prise myself away at 10.30pm and Andy dragged me by the hand back to the NCP, while i tottered along in high heeled boot, being a bit pished, we paid the £12 parking ticket.........ouch! it took 1hr to get home, i jabbered incessantly all the way back........................fully aware i was talking shite, but not giving a flying fuck.
He dropped me off at quarter to midnight,had some nice snogs, he was going to watch 1/2hr of sport to get his fix in before bed, i rived my fooking boots off, had one glass of wine and eventually dropped off at half twelve.
Did so not want to get up today,absolutely K Knackered after a full and very varied funpacked weekend, the only downside is all the cash i've spent.............still you can't take it with you (never mind that money in my purse was for a new fridge/freezer and i've blown it all on meals and lager)..........
Haaahhaaaaaa....i wouldn't dare be me!
Sulked all day as Andy was off work with Diphtheria (well you'd think that's what he had the way he was carrying on). Anyhow he was too ill to attend Aldo's, so i got there at 7pm and was the 1st in our party to arrive, stood there like a twat and wolfed a beer down in double quick time, didn't wait long till Tim, Joanne, Simon and Nick showed, followed by Sera, Sarah and Dawn who'd nipped to the bank.
The company and wine were excellent, i picked a posh starter to show off, it was rank.
Fooking Artichokes, salami, duck and orange pate, olives and parma ham, so i ate the prawns, some chiabatta, 2 slices of garlic bread, 2 of Sarah's garlic mushrooms and 1 of Tim's mussels, i polished of my carbonnara main and was fit to burst. I was sat between Dawn and Joanne, all i did was moan about Andy being ill and think i was getting of their nerves, woops! we split the £200 bill and went to spoons, bumped into Dean, Rach and co, chatted to them while i drank my pint, Dean said he'd fix my security light..................hooray!
6 of us went to the Wickham for another pint (which Nick shelled out for), then Sera kindly took all the girls home and left the boys to their beer......................so home for 11ish, watched a spot of t.v then slept for 13 hrs!
Saturday 8 out of 10
Ruth txt to see if i wanted to go shopping, but i was too lazy, so watched Every which way but loose, under a blanket eating a fried breakfast. Andy txt (OH you're well enough to play rugby then?), picked Katy up in a taxi at 6pm and met Spug at the club, had 3 shandies, Andy came over all unshaven and looking emaciated, yes we know you're poorly, get yourself off home...............no he dragged it out and came into town, struggled through 2 pints..........oh woe is me! declared he didn't want to ruin my night, so off he went to his Mum.........after he'd bellowed to Sarah "don't you be leading my girlfriend astray" across weatherspoons.
Once he was out of sight, we started firing diesel and cider down and giggling like 10yr olds, it was a good night, just me, Sarah, Katy, Spug and her SP in tow, loads of beer, Karaoke, (i sang twice), we went up to the Old house for 3 then the station for last, then we all polled into sloppy joes, where i decided Sarah should have a chicken Bhuna and i'd get a lamb Korma and we'd share (save me making my mind up), so we troffed for England, popodoms, naan and boiled rice.......yummy!!
Bed at fuck knows what time, memory loss, although i know i got out of the taxi after Katy and gave Sarah all my loose change................which probably came to 46p.
Sunday 10 out of 10
Andy was better so made the most of the day in case he's ill again next week, up, bathed, coffee and toast, picked him up at 12.30pm, well i was 1/4 hr late as i was waiting for the washer, he wasn't bothered as he was sat outside on the bench, Gill waving frantically at the door.............bless! off we set over the Pennines to see china Matty...........yippee! parked in the NCP as the £2.50 a day one was full.................bag o shite! got to Matt's flat at 1.45pm, after i told Andy that Matt waters all the plants in the building as a favour..........hhhahahhhhaaaaaaa!
Had a quick coffee and some biscuits, then off we set trailing across Manchester city centre in my best going out boots. ouch! mustn't grumble................nipped in Next (Matt was looking for Andrew p.j's) my Andy was fingering England cufflinks with a look of want in his eyes, put them down you Chav!
Called at Tescos, for teabags and Matt bought some spice for the pictures, got to the Odeon (which is bigger than the whole of Cleckheaton), where we watched the 3.50pm showing of Derailed............fooking excellent. I won't tell you the plot, go see it!
We giggled like kids and stuffed our faces with nachos, popcorn, revels and m&m's, washed down with 2 litres of fizzy pop each...........how old are we?
Rolled out at 6pm, i was full as an egg but we still nipped in Subway and each got a sandwich and some quavers, we ate in as we are posh, Andy and i got turkey, ham and cheese melts, Matt got beef..........Matt then wanted to go to the karaoke at Churchill's, so we tagged along to humour him, Andy said he'd drive back (isn't he lovely?) so i took advantage by sampling a couple of shandies to keep Matt company.
Well that was the idea, poor Andy sat there sipping orange juice after orange juice, while Matt and i sank pint after pint, chain-smoked and sang karaoke till our hearts content.
Nearly choked when i spotted Christopher Garforth snogging another man, he was in my year at school and reminds me of Eugene out of Grease, he nearly fucking fainted when he saw me, Matt did kindly point out that he was probably thinking "i never knew Karen was a lesbian"................how very dare you! chose to sit on Andy's knee for the rest of the evening............not really!
7 pints later, Andrew arrived wearing his Gala casino uniform, some random Dyke was asking Matt if she looked peaky and saying she was gonna blob work today.
Well it was an excellent night, but then the off the cuff, spur of the moment nights are always the best, i managed to prise myself away at 10.30pm and Andy dragged me by the hand back to the NCP, while i tottered along in high heeled boot, being a bit pished, we paid the £12 parking ticket.........ouch! it took 1hr to get home, i jabbered incessantly all the way back........................fully aware i was talking shite, but not giving a flying fuck.
He dropped me off at quarter to midnight,had some nice snogs, he was going to watch 1/2hr of sport to get his fix in before bed, i rived my fooking boots off, had one glass of wine and eventually dropped off at half twelve.
Did so not want to get up today,absolutely K Knackered after a full and very varied funpacked weekend, the only downside is all the cash i've spent.............still you can't take it with you (never mind that money in my purse was for a new fridge/freezer and i've blown it all on meals and lager)..........
Haaahhaaaaaa....i wouldn't dare be me!
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