Grouch
Thursday was a very off the cuff random night, as you know the most i do on a Thursday evening is side some washing from the clothes airer, oh no not last week.......look at me go!
Was having a crap week, due on and moggy, Thursday morning i had really bad backache, i had an appointment at the beauticians at 4.30pm Friday so decided to book the day off, then realised it would be a complete waste of a days holiday unless i could utilise it by having hangover........so i wonder who would be up for Thursday night drinking?
Rang jobless brother to see if he was game, he was detoxing after his holiday in the states, but said he would happily drive me anywhere i wanted to go..................CANAL STREET IT IS!
Emailed Matty, who was well up for it, shock horror! txt little AP (as, if he'd fucked off to Manchester without telling me i'd have gone mad), but he took the txt as an invite.............bless!
So we all piled in the C4, arrived at Matt's at 7.50pm, Steven kept the car running while we watched Matt shave and wash his hair,i saw Andrew Bland who i used to work with,( he's one of the jews) as i was leaving Matt's flat........random! we parked up and plonked in Churchill's in the 3rd best seats and we drank and drank and drank!
Steven poor boy, had 4 bottles of Evian....but he offered.
What a top night, Matt wanted to sing straight away, he sang the lion sleeps tonight and 24hrs from Tulsa, poor Gene Pitney!
by 9.30pm, all the freaks started to arrive, The fly and his wife, Matt's new squeeze Wes (who didn't look a day over 14 and was a right little scally, but he did tell Andy he was well impressed with his bird's drinking), Matt ex Andrew arrived, wearing a French C&A combo that Matt had bought him, he bought a round which was kind, then low and behold the worst transvestite in the world appeared, Nicole! Andy's eyes were like golf balls, but he was everything Matt had described, his bad wig, dire clothes, his clutch bag and his small dancing with really teeny weeny steps....................funny? i nearly peed my pants!
The whole night was a blur from then on, i do remember a cat fight between some queens, a sherry glass got broken and someone spilled a port and lemon!!! Matt said i was like a blurred person............i sang Karaoke, but after 7pints i was struggling to be alive, Steven found it all highly amusing, in between shouting at me and AP for snogging like we were at a school disco and making friends with every Lesbian in the place.
All too soon, we had to make a move, stumbled out of the pub and wobbled to the carpark, gave Matt his frozen pork pies out of the car boot and off he toddled to go clubbing, with Wes, his ex and his frozen pork pies in his corduroy jacket pocket???!! WTF?
I fell in the back of the car and promptly fell asleep on everyone's coat's while a pissed AP directed Steven the wrong way out of Manchester.
Next thing i know we're at the Porritt Bungalow and it's 1.50am....oh hecky thump!
Poor Andy had only 5 hrs kip before he'd to be up for work.
I however, slept a good 12hrs and awoke with a thick head vowing, never again! lying cunt!
Highlights of Friday, went to Nicholas for waxing, tinting and booked a course of sunbeds.
Bought some more porkpies, had stew for tea.........then spent the evening fussing poor Andy who was shabby and sleepy (even let him have the big sofa to lig on, how kind am i?)
Don't know how all this staying in on a Friday night came about? but i am surely going straight to hell for dumping all the girls in favour of watching films with boyfriend.
So we watched, KillBill and Saw II, i watched In her shoes after Ap had departed home to Bed after OD'ing on Evian, i'd already read the book, so i knew the plot, what a waste of time, didn't really care as i was on my 5th glass of wine and quite merry with the whole situation............pisshead!
Saturday was the usual, went Swimming (No Battle this week), early tea and went to club at 7pm, sat with Debbie, Nichola, Caroline and Tracy till Spug arrived at 8pm, the night was a bit poo, all the lads went home, so Andy was the only boy in tow as we taxied to Spoons, Caz and Nic went for food at 10, Debbie was regailing funny stories of Marshy's past.
Me and Spug had a sloppy joes, Chicken Bhuna for me and Korma for her, the dirty bastard had watered down the mango chutney! Andy had some chips......
We were in bed for 11 and asleep before Midnight, what's all that about?
Sunday, Andy had set the alarm for 9am, as him, John and Warren were going to watch Deano play football in Thackley, i kindly offered him a lift thinking he's turn me down and let me sleep...............not!
Fell back into bed at 9.30 and slept the whole morning, had slept too long and was foul for the rest of the day!
Usual, washing, EE, changing bedclothes......blah di blah!
Started a new book, which is good news.......Txt Ruth to see if she was out that night, it hadn't been delivered until 1 1/2hrs after so, by the time Spug phoned to say did i need a lift it was nearly 8pm, i was in the middle of my tea, the cats were out and i was settled for the night.
I went to Spoons with them for 1 pint and had a banging headache, was no company for man or beast and should really have stayed in.
By 9pm, i was back in my p.j's, watching Pretty Woman on DVD with a nice glass of wine in hand...............better! at least i wasn't subjecting others to my nasty mood!
Bed at 1am, feel fab today,(unlike AP, who because Deano's match was called off, spent all day in the boozer, him, John, Woz and Deano having their 1st pint at 10.15am, with the alkies) noone had washed their pots here on Friday, the office is a tip and David is setting detanators off, he's put one under Leigh's chocolate eclair, which won't make a mess when that explodes!???!!
Still it's all good fun!
Was having a crap week, due on and moggy, Thursday morning i had really bad backache, i had an appointment at the beauticians at 4.30pm Friday so decided to book the day off, then realised it would be a complete waste of a days holiday unless i could utilise it by having hangover........so i wonder who would be up for Thursday night drinking?
Rang jobless brother to see if he was game, he was detoxing after his holiday in the states, but said he would happily drive me anywhere i wanted to go..................CANAL STREET IT IS!
Emailed Matty, who was well up for it, shock horror! txt little AP (as, if he'd fucked off to Manchester without telling me i'd have gone mad), but he took the txt as an invite.............bless!
So we all piled in the C4, arrived at Matt's at 7.50pm, Steven kept the car running while we watched Matt shave and wash his hair,i saw Andrew Bland who i used to work with,( he's one of the jews) as i was leaving Matt's flat........random! we parked up and plonked in Churchill's in the 3rd best seats and we drank and drank and drank!
Steven poor boy, had 4 bottles of Evian....but he offered.
What a top night, Matt wanted to sing straight away, he sang the lion sleeps tonight and 24hrs from Tulsa, poor Gene Pitney!
by 9.30pm, all the freaks started to arrive, The fly and his wife, Matt's new squeeze Wes (who didn't look a day over 14 and was a right little scally, but he did tell Andy he was well impressed with his bird's drinking), Matt ex Andrew arrived, wearing a French C&A combo that Matt had bought him, he bought a round which was kind, then low and behold the worst transvestite in the world appeared, Nicole! Andy's eyes were like golf balls, but he was everything Matt had described, his bad wig, dire clothes, his clutch bag and his small dancing with really teeny weeny steps....................funny? i nearly peed my pants!
The whole night was a blur from then on, i do remember a cat fight between some queens, a sherry glass got broken and someone spilled a port and lemon!!! Matt said i was like a blurred person............i sang Karaoke, but after 7pints i was struggling to be alive, Steven found it all highly amusing, in between shouting at me and AP for snogging like we were at a school disco and making friends with every Lesbian in the place.
All too soon, we had to make a move, stumbled out of the pub and wobbled to the carpark, gave Matt his frozen pork pies out of the car boot and off he toddled to go clubbing, with Wes, his ex and his frozen pork pies in his corduroy jacket pocket???!! WTF?
I fell in the back of the car and promptly fell asleep on everyone's coat's while a pissed AP directed Steven the wrong way out of Manchester.
Next thing i know we're at the Porritt Bungalow and it's 1.50am....oh hecky thump!
Poor Andy had only 5 hrs kip before he'd to be up for work.
I however, slept a good 12hrs and awoke with a thick head vowing, never again! lying cunt!
Highlights of Friday, went to Nicholas for waxing, tinting and booked a course of sunbeds.
Bought some more porkpies, had stew for tea.........then spent the evening fussing poor Andy who was shabby and sleepy (even let him have the big sofa to lig on, how kind am i?)
Don't know how all this staying in on a Friday night came about? but i am surely going straight to hell for dumping all the girls in favour of watching films with boyfriend.
So we watched, KillBill and Saw II, i watched In her shoes after Ap had departed home to Bed after OD'ing on Evian, i'd already read the book, so i knew the plot, what a waste of time, didn't really care as i was on my 5th glass of wine and quite merry with the whole situation............pisshead!
Saturday was the usual, went Swimming (No Battle this week), early tea and went to club at 7pm, sat with Debbie, Nichola, Caroline and Tracy till Spug arrived at 8pm, the night was a bit poo, all the lads went home, so Andy was the only boy in tow as we taxied to Spoons, Caz and Nic went for food at 10, Debbie was regailing funny stories of Marshy's past.
Me and Spug had a sloppy joes, Chicken Bhuna for me and Korma for her, the dirty bastard had watered down the mango chutney! Andy had some chips......
We were in bed for 11 and asleep before Midnight, what's all that about?
Sunday, Andy had set the alarm for 9am, as him, John and Warren were going to watch Deano play football in Thackley, i kindly offered him a lift thinking he's turn me down and let me sleep...............not!
Fell back into bed at 9.30 and slept the whole morning, had slept too long and was foul for the rest of the day!
Usual, washing, EE, changing bedclothes......blah di blah!
Started a new book, which is good news.......Txt Ruth to see if she was out that night, it hadn't been delivered until 1 1/2hrs after so, by the time Spug phoned to say did i need a lift it was nearly 8pm, i was in the middle of my tea, the cats were out and i was settled for the night.
I went to Spoons with them for 1 pint and had a banging headache, was no company for man or beast and should really have stayed in.
By 9pm, i was back in my p.j's, watching Pretty Woman on DVD with a nice glass of wine in hand...............better! at least i wasn't subjecting others to my nasty mood!
Bed at 1am, feel fab today,(unlike AP, who because Deano's match was called off, spent all day in the boozer, him, John, Woz and Deano having their 1st pint at 10.15am, with the alkies) noone had washed their pots here on Friday, the office is a tip and David is setting detanators off, he's put one under Leigh's chocolate eclair, which won't make a mess when that explodes!???!!
Still it's all good fun!
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