Friend overload
Friday as i said, i was shabby after my Thursday night wine binge, so had an hours disco kip at t.time, made it to Spoons for 8pm, to be greeted by Ruth and Spug who had been out since 11.30am drinking, as you do! Ruth had been celebrating and rightly so, Spug was there for moral support wearing a 2 foot high Guinness hat, Matt and Andy turned up, we all supped off then got plonked in the snug in the Commercial for the evening, much more pleasant.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened,(Matt was bulldozing Andy "when are you moving out? ooh you two will have lovely babies" Cringe!!! )Dean, Rach, Ruth, Mark, Spug and co all went to the regal, AP went home at 11.30pm,(Rugby next day, i am a sportsman, my body is a temple, blah di blah) me and Matt had another couple back in spoons, then he made me go for a curry, which was fooking vile.............note to self do not attempt to eat the slop from joe's unless you can't see, stand up or speak.
Bed 2.30am!
Saturday didn't get up until 1, ooh i must've needed it!, got a wriggle on, did some washing, showered, packed and found my way to Halifax RUFC to collect Mr. Porrait, had a shandy, then Woz bought me a lagertop, set off to Buxton at 5.30ish , Andy drove, i sat in the back wearing a sari.
Made him stop over the tops so i could have a wee in the bracken at the side of the road, classy! Had to or i would have weed my knickers! Arrived at the Sugdens at 7pm, the girls went hypo when i gave them hoisted gifts, anyhow we had a lovely evening as always..........Chris made tapas, had a few beers then ate quite late, Andy struggled through and picked the plainest dishes, poor boy! me, Chris and Rhian were firing the wine down, Andy stopped drinking as he was full and tired (big girls blouse), so i took him to bed at 1am, after i managed to drag him away from the commonwealth games, i snook down stairs for more booze and fags with Chris...yippee!
Crept into bed an hour later, to a, cough hiccup, wide awake and up for it boyfriend, oh go on then!
Sunday, had had a rubbishy nights sleep, could hear Livvy on the phone to Mary Poppins at 7.30am, Andy wanted to get up at half nine, so i let him and rolled over, felt bad and got up soon after only to find him and Chris having a swell time watching the cricket while Rhian slept till lunchtime. Grrrr! i ended up refereeing the girls, squirting perfume at each other, tearing up books and tormenting the kittens, who wants kids??? bloody hell!
As soon as we'd had two coffees and said hello to Rhian, i was out of there, Andy wanted to drive home too, yippee! boys and their cars!!??
Got a call from Sarah enquiring about Sunday Shandies, reluctantly agreed, we all know i don't like drinking, had a 3 hour afternoon kip, all this hard core partying takes it out of you, i'm getting on a bit you know and was struggling to go out 4 days running.
Had some scampi and chips, did more washing, then met the Spug at 7 and Sarah and Ruth in spoons at a similar time.
Now Andy had been out with the boys all afternoon watching t'footie, which was absolutely fine as i'd seen him, Weds, Thurs, Fri, all day Saturday and Sunday morning. So i'm having a nice time with all the girlies, when said boyfriend falls through the door with Blacky in tow, acting like the drunkest man in Britain.....oh lordy!
It took him 1 hr to finish his pint, Blacky did one and Andy was clearly struggling to be alive, i love it when he's that pissed he is so entertaining, at one point, he pulled his buffet right up close, took my hands and murmered "do you wanna go t'pictures next Friday", i nearly choked i laughed that hard.............he looked like he was going to propose.
He toddled off home, telling Sarah to keep a look out for his Mum in saville town!!? and snogging me really passionately and whispering goodbye my darling, what a nobba!
Sarah left soon after, as she is a good girl, had stuck to Shandy all night and wanted to be in bed at a reasonable hour, so to be bright eyed and bushy tailed at her job today.
Beth, Tina, Hayley and James (who'd not sat with us Again) went for food, i taxied home at midnight and left Spug and Ruth drinking the bar dry of Berrick and blue wkd.
Today i feel Rubbish! beer is evil, i hate Mondays and all my work colleagues, most importantly i am NOT going to Amsterdam as we sail on the anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic, i kid you not, no it is not funny, all of you who were laughing last night, go straight to hell and find your self another mate called Karen to wear Spug's 21st party girls t.shirt size Xtra large!
Nothing out of the ordinary happened,(Matt was bulldozing Andy "when are you moving out? ooh you two will have lovely babies" Cringe!!! )Dean, Rach, Ruth, Mark, Spug and co all went to the regal, AP went home at 11.30pm,(Rugby next day, i am a sportsman, my body is a temple, blah di blah) me and Matt had another couple back in spoons, then he made me go for a curry, which was fooking vile.............note to self do not attempt to eat the slop from joe's unless you can't see, stand up or speak.
Bed 2.30am!
Saturday didn't get up until 1, ooh i must've needed it!, got a wriggle on, did some washing, showered, packed and found my way to Halifax RUFC to collect Mr. Porrait, had a shandy, then Woz bought me a lagertop, set off to Buxton at 5.30ish , Andy drove, i sat in the back wearing a sari.
Made him stop over the tops so i could have a wee in the bracken at the side of the road, classy! Had to or i would have weed my knickers! Arrived at the Sugdens at 7pm, the girls went hypo when i gave them hoisted gifts, anyhow we had a lovely evening as always..........Chris made tapas, had a few beers then ate quite late, Andy struggled through and picked the plainest dishes, poor boy! me, Chris and Rhian were firing the wine down, Andy stopped drinking as he was full and tired (big girls blouse), so i took him to bed at 1am, after i managed to drag him away from the commonwealth games, i snook down stairs for more booze and fags with Chris...yippee!
Crept into bed an hour later, to a, cough hiccup, wide awake and up for it boyfriend, oh go on then!
Sunday, had had a rubbishy nights sleep, could hear Livvy on the phone to Mary Poppins at 7.30am, Andy wanted to get up at half nine, so i let him and rolled over, felt bad and got up soon after only to find him and Chris having a swell time watching the cricket while Rhian slept till lunchtime. Grrrr! i ended up refereeing the girls, squirting perfume at each other, tearing up books and tormenting the kittens, who wants kids??? bloody hell!
As soon as we'd had two coffees and said hello to Rhian, i was out of there, Andy wanted to drive home too, yippee! boys and their cars!!??
Got a call from Sarah enquiring about Sunday Shandies, reluctantly agreed, we all know i don't like drinking, had a 3 hour afternoon kip, all this hard core partying takes it out of you, i'm getting on a bit you know and was struggling to go out 4 days running.
Had some scampi and chips, did more washing, then met the Spug at 7 and Sarah and Ruth in spoons at a similar time.
Now Andy had been out with the boys all afternoon watching t'footie, which was absolutely fine as i'd seen him, Weds, Thurs, Fri, all day Saturday and Sunday morning. So i'm having a nice time with all the girlies, when said boyfriend falls through the door with Blacky in tow, acting like the drunkest man in Britain.....oh lordy!
It took him 1 hr to finish his pint, Blacky did one and Andy was clearly struggling to be alive, i love it when he's that pissed he is so entertaining, at one point, he pulled his buffet right up close, took my hands and murmered "do you wanna go t'pictures next Friday", i nearly choked i laughed that hard.............he looked like he was going to propose.
He toddled off home, telling Sarah to keep a look out for his Mum in saville town!!? and snogging me really passionately and whispering goodbye my darling, what a nobba!
Sarah left soon after, as she is a good girl, had stuck to Shandy all night and wanted to be in bed at a reasonable hour, so to be bright eyed and bushy tailed at her job today.
Beth, Tina, Hayley and James (who'd not sat with us Again) went for food, i taxied home at midnight and left Spug and Ruth drinking the bar dry of Berrick and blue wkd.
Today i feel Rubbish! beer is evil, i hate Mondays and all my work colleagues, most importantly i am NOT going to Amsterdam as we sail on the anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic, i kid you not, no it is not funny, all of you who were laughing last night, go straight to hell and find your self another mate called Karen to wear Spug's 21st party girls t.shirt size Xtra large!
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