Too old to wobble
Very good weekend indeed, equal measures of friends/family, silliness and domestic bliss.
Can't believe I've crammed so much in!
Thursday evening i went to the Spen Valley scout and guide gangshow, the 25th anniversary and the last one ever, i was a tad nostalgic, couldn't quite believe that it was 24yrs since, me MJ and Suggy were stood on that stage! frightening!
Marlene came to mine after for coffee and cake, Ruth dropped Steven off at the shoulder as he was meeting that married woman he banged last Saturday and he's started smoking? aged 26..........WTF?
Anyhow, Jim showed up at 11pm after the bar had shut and him and Marlo went on their merry way (well not so merry, as Mum can't reverse she parks on the main road and some young scally had bent her windscreen wiper, the twats) , leaving me to my book and bed.
Friday worked in the morning, well when i say work, i mean drive to David's mansion in Scarcroft and drop loads of dimmer switches off, then order crates of beer, (10 bud, 12 corona and 12 Stella) on line for Dan's party, then leave at 12.15, to go to the dentist.
Arrive in Wilmslow at 1.30pm, bless Chris he's so gormless, but so clever...........well he sorted me out, refilled one tooth and gave me some amoxicillin for another, cost? nil pounds...bargain!
Home for 3.30am, called for cat litter and pork pies, then had a disco kip till half 6, got a wriggle on me and AP were the 1st to arrive at the Top Pack watering hole for the start of the infamous Westgate wobble, felt quite popular, when even people who hadn't been invited turned up (word gets round), a quick run down of what happened.....................lots of drunkenness mainly.
People in attendance in the 1st pub, moi, Matt, MJ, Sarah, Katy, Ruth, AP, Gabe, Dawn, Zoe and Alan, we met Tina and Beth in the Moorside and Spug, Hayley and James in the Broomfield, we all had our 5th, 6th and 7th pints in the Ring o'bells, Punch and the Bulls head, lots of karaoking in all three pubs from me and Matt ,MJ wanted to sing your song on video so he could txt it to Becky!
By the time, we'd got to the Malt shovel it was shut, eh? how did that happen?, so we all piled into the Rose and Crown and had our last beers of evening, now i was aware that it was after 11pm, when we arrived and 1am when we left but thought i only had one drink! Wrong, Matt said we had 3.
The young uns went t'regal, leaving us 6 struggling to be alive, oh what a fooking mess............me and Andy called for a taxi to come to the front door as we couldn't walk to the rank, then i blinked and Katy and Sarah had climbed in too, even though they live in opposite directions, neitherof their abodes anywhere near us!!!!
Saturday, god we were ill, fought off Mr. Porraits advances for a good hour before i succumbed, he'd set the alarm for 10.30am for cricket, i turned it off as i didn't think my fragile head could stand the noise, so we slept in, awaking at 11.20am, when he'd to be in his whites at 12 in Morley..........oops!
Poor boy, he'd spent most of the night on the loo, 10 pints from 7 different barrels was doing his digestive system no favours! I awoke at 2pm, can't remember feeling that shabby for a long time, i literally did nothing, couldn't face swimming, laid on the sofa eating pork pies and hotdogs! don't ask! THEN, get this... new neighbours, started having a band practice, fucking drum-kit going full blast (come back bugsy Bev all is forgiven), struggled to get ready to go out that evening, if Matt hadn't have been home and Grant wasn't on his end of season, i would have stayed in p.j's for sure!
Matt called at my house with my birthday gifts at 7ish funny mix, 1 box of pinot grigio, white tulips, chocolate cake and 1lb of liver........(private joke) how spoilt?
We collected KF in a cab and had 3 in the club, Andy was so ill he was out for a duck and had to come home in the 2nd 1/2 as he had projectile vomiting (not ideal on the cricket pitch) so he was ligged on the sofa with the fire on full....bless!
We went to the Commercial and had a 4th, decided to look for Woz in Spoons and bumped into Carl Mason and JP on the way, who told us he was in bed at home, so we made the right choice, all piled in a cab to my house, watched Love actually on DVD, ordered 2 pizzas, chips and onion rings from pizza base, Katy and i had a few glasses of wine, Matty had 2 cans of Stella Deano had left at Christmas, best of all i got to spend the evening in my pyjamas, they left at 1am and i went up to bed.................perfect!
Sunday, was awoken at 12.15 by AP on the blower..........go away, what do you want?, he was ringing as he thought i'd slept in for the family meal, no you wally the table is booked for 7pm!
Was so glad i was up, turned into the Tasmanian devil, as i mowed the lawn, removed 100 dandelions, hosed down all patio furniture, washed 3 loads, stripped bed, did a huge pile of ironing, pegged out towels, bedspread and rugs, even got the ladders out and changed all the dud lightbulbs, it was such a lovely day, the cats had played out all afternoon!, Showered and had a jacket spud with cottage cheese, then it was 6.30pm, little AP arrived, Marlo and Jim picked us up to take us to the Rising Sun, Ruth and Mark turned up and we had a swell evening, the meal was bab (burnt yorkshires and roast potatoes), but the wine was flowing and the company was great! so all in all a lovely evening, Mum shamed Andy into building me a patio as she made noises to the effect of "you shouldn't be climbing ladders, when you have a boyfriend" Hahhhhaaaa!
Dad and AP get along really well, due to their mutual love of sport, Mum started getting a bit lairy as she was knocking back her 2nd Baileys, Ruth was drinking coke, but this didn't prevent her ripping the piss out of me all night......oh me! Mark was strugging to be awake after his 4 day bender in Edinburgh for a stag do! realised when you have had 3 little bottles of wine, it's the same volume as a full bottle, so was trying not to slur my words, oh heck!! we all departed at 10.30pm, gave Andy a kiss and left him in the back of Marlo's car, i hope she took him home and didn't kidnap him!
So was in bed at 11pm,slept a good 9 hrs and was fresh as a daisy yesterday!
Did jackshit, Monday all day.......had a lazy night, in preperation for my mad birthday, just had a few friends round, the cast of Eastenders, Little Britain, them commoners from Wife swap and Tony and Gary from Men behaving badly.........or did i just watch them on t.v? I don't know, i get confused!!!!!!!
Can't believe I've crammed so much in!
Thursday evening i went to the Spen Valley scout and guide gangshow, the 25th anniversary and the last one ever, i was a tad nostalgic, couldn't quite believe that it was 24yrs since, me MJ and Suggy were stood on that stage! frightening!
Marlene came to mine after for coffee and cake, Ruth dropped Steven off at the shoulder as he was meeting that married woman he banged last Saturday and he's started smoking? aged 26..........WTF?
Anyhow, Jim showed up at 11pm after the bar had shut and him and Marlo went on their merry way (well not so merry, as Mum can't reverse she parks on the main road and some young scally had bent her windscreen wiper, the twats) , leaving me to my book and bed.
Friday worked in the morning, well when i say work, i mean drive to David's mansion in Scarcroft and drop loads of dimmer switches off, then order crates of beer, (10 bud, 12 corona and 12 Stella) on line for Dan's party, then leave at 12.15, to go to the dentist.
Arrive in Wilmslow at 1.30pm, bless Chris he's so gormless, but so clever...........well he sorted me out, refilled one tooth and gave me some amoxicillin for another, cost? nil pounds...bargain!
Home for 3.30am, called for cat litter and pork pies, then had a disco kip till half 6, got a wriggle on me and AP were the 1st to arrive at the Top Pack watering hole for the start of the infamous Westgate wobble, felt quite popular, when even people who hadn't been invited turned up (word gets round), a quick run down of what happened.....................lots of drunkenness mainly.
People in attendance in the 1st pub, moi, Matt, MJ, Sarah, Katy, Ruth, AP, Gabe, Dawn, Zoe and Alan, we met Tina and Beth in the Moorside and Spug, Hayley and James in the Broomfield, we all had our 5th, 6th and 7th pints in the Ring o'bells, Punch and the Bulls head, lots of karaoking in all three pubs from me and Matt ,MJ wanted to sing your song on video so he could txt it to Becky!
By the time, we'd got to the Malt shovel it was shut, eh? how did that happen?, so we all piled into the Rose and Crown and had our last beers of evening, now i was aware that it was after 11pm, when we arrived and 1am when we left but thought i only had one drink! Wrong, Matt said we had 3.
The young uns went t'regal, leaving us 6 struggling to be alive, oh what a fooking mess............me and Andy called for a taxi to come to the front door as we couldn't walk to the rank, then i blinked and Katy and Sarah had climbed in too, even though they live in opposite directions, neitherof their abodes anywhere near us!!!!
Saturday, god we were ill, fought off Mr. Porraits advances for a good hour before i succumbed, he'd set the alarm for 10.30am for cricket, i turned it off as i didn't think my fragile head could stand the noise, so we slept in, awaking at 11.20am, when he'd to be in his whites at 12 in Morley..........oops!
Poor boy, he'd spent most of the night on the loo, 10 pints from 7 different barrels was doing his digestive system no favours! I awoke at 2pm, can't remember feeling that shabby for a long time, i literally did nothing, couldn't face swimming, laid on the sofa eating pork pies and hotdogs! don't ask! THEN, get this... new neighbours, started having a band practice, fucking drum-kit going full blast (come back bugsy Bev all is forgiven), struggled to get ready to go out that evening, if Matt hadn't have been home and Grant wasn't on his end of season, i would have stayed in p.j's for sure!
Matt called at my house with my birthday gifts at 7ish funny mix, 1 box of pinot grigio, white tulips, chocolate cake and 1lb of liver........(private joke) how spoilt?
We collected KF in a cab and had 3 in the club, Andy was so ill he was out for a duck and had to come home in the 2nd 1/2 as he had projectile vomiting (not ideal on the cricket pitch) so he was ligged on the sofa with the fire on full....bless!
We went to the Commercial and had a 4th, decided to look for Woz in Spoons and bumped into Carl Mason and JP on the way, who told us he was in bed at home, so we made the right choice, all piled in a cab to my house, watched Love actually on DVD, ordered 2 pizzas, chips and onion rings from pizza base, Katy and i had a few glasses of wine, Matty had 2 cans of Stella Deano had left at Christmas, best of all i got to spend the evening in my pyjamas, they left at 1am and i went up to bed.................perfect!
Sunday, was awoken at 12.15 by AP on the blower..........go away, what do you want?, he was ringing as he thought i'd slept in for the family meal, no you wally the table is booked for 7pm!
Was so glad i was up, turned into the Tasmanian devil, as i mowed the lawn, removed 100 dandelions, hosed down all patio furniture, washed 3 loads, stripped bed, did a huge pile of ironing, pegged out towels, bedspread and rugs, even got the ladders out and changed all the dud lightbulbs, it was such a lovely day, the cats had played out all afternoon!, Showered and had a jacket spud with cottage cheese, then it was 6.30pm, little AP arrived, Marlo and Jim picked us up to take us to the Rising Sun, Ruth and Mark turned up and we had a swell evening, the meal was bab (burnt yorkshires and roast potatoes), but the wine was flowing and the company was great! so all in all a lovely evening, Mum shamed Andy into building me a patio as she made noises to the effect of "you shouldn't be climbing ladders, when you have a boyfriend" Hahhhhaaaa!
Dad and AP get along really well, due to their mutual love of sport, Mum started getting a bit lairy as she was knocking back her 2nd Baileys, Ruth was drinking coke, but this didn't prevent her ripping the piss out of me all night......oh me! Mark was strugging to be awake after his 4 day bender in Edinburgh for a stag do! realised when you have had 3 little bottles of wine, it's the same volume as a full bottle, so was trying not to slur my words, oh heck!! we all departed at 10.30pm, gave Andy a kiss and left him in the back of Marlo's car, i hope she took him home and didn't kidnap him!
So was in bed at 11pm,slept a good 9 hrs and was fresh as a daisy yesterday!
Did jackshit, Monday all day.......had a lazy night, in preperation for my mad birthday, just had a few friends round, the cast of Eastenders, Little Britain, them commoners from Wife swap and Tony and Gary from Men behaving badly.........or did i just watch them on t.v? I don't know, i get confused!!!!!!!
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