It's been a while.....
I'm back baby! Havent used this bastard for quite a while, thought it about time as have just had an absolutely UNBELIEVABLE weekend. This did all happen though, so believe it!
We'll start with Thursday. Nice start to the day, fucked about in Notts til we got the train at 3, getting into Durham around 6ish. The three of us (Jac, Rob and myself) ploughed to Rich's on foot, finding him, guess where, the bar. Few beers and games of pool later and we were escorted to his room - where there was around half a kilo of sugar all over the floor, i'll get back to that later. Anywoo, it was decided that we'd have a night out in Newcastle as it was Jamie's 19th.
Newcastle was a lot better than expected (cept for the fact that i couldnt understand a word anyone there was saying). Started off at Spoonies - a very good one at that - and then onto the Long Bar. Next stop was the 'Blue Bamboo' (that isnt cockney rhyming slang), but one of Jamie's mates, Ben, couldnt get in, so a hearty few set off on a bar crawl. Couple of bars down the road, and a very pissed Jamie later, we got to FLARES! Had a few in there, before Jamie decided to throw a drink over the girlfriend of a 20 stone skinhead. Not that amusing incidents followed, and we are now sadly banned from Flares :( Damn! We met the rest of the group later, where Philby was in as sorry a state as Jamie. An dodgy 16 year old had also attached himself to Jac - who did his usual and basically insulted the poor kid's entire life. But it was funny, so fuck it!
Friday was a bright and sunny morning, but wasn't spectacular due to my legs being stuck together. Having questioned Jac's sordid involvement in the affair, i found out that it was in fact the sugar which had caused this unfortunate event. A nice lunch in Durham followed, and us 3 plus Rich and Charlie got a boat out and rowed our way down the Weir, acquiring 2 traffic cones along our route. For the evening's entertainment, we had a few in Rich's college bar, then sampled the delights of a Durham University house party. By the end, we had found Jac's mortal enemy (a black guy in a Liverpool shirt) and Jac and i had convinced half of the people there that we were in fact Chas and Dave, cockney extraordinaires. Probably a 'had to b there' moment.
Saturday morning, far better in that i had free use of my legs. Another sodding about in town morning, before i got the train to Leeds, to see my darling cousin, star of such TV gems as 'Dial-A-Date'. After an absolutely appalling curry, i sampled the delights of Leeds' nightlife. A brilliant nite out actually, spent a ton and got absolutely twatted. Highlights included being hit in the head by a traffic cone, and then being hit by a taxi. Ended up passing out in some random girl's house at about 4. No major damage done, arm's got a nasty shiner on it, and i had the worst hangover of my life. Arrived back to darling Notts yesterday afternoon, and have felt shit ever since! But it was worth it....
We'll start with Thursday. Nice start to the day, fucked about in Notts til we got the train at 3, getting into Durham around 6ish. The three of us (Jac, Rob and myself) ploughed to Rich's on foot, finding him, guess where, the bar. Few beers and games of pool later and we were escorted to his room - where there was around half a kilo of sugar all over the floor, i'll get back to that later. Anywoo, it was decided that we'd have a night out in Newcastle as it was Jamie's 19th.
Newcastle was a lot better than expected (cept for the fact that i couldnt understand a word anyone there was saying). Started off at Spoonies - a very good one at that - and then onto the Long Bar. Next stop was the 'Blue Bamboo' (that isnt cockney rhyming slang), but one of Jamie's mates, Ben, couldnt get in, so a hearty few set off on a bar crawl. Couple of bars down the road, and a very pissed Jamie later, we got to FLARES! Had a few in there, before Jamie decided to throw a drink over the girlfriend of a 20 stone skinhead. Not that amusing incidents followed, and we are now sadly banned from Flares :( Damn! We met the rest of the group later, where Philby was in as sorry a state as Jamie. An dodgy 16 year old had also attached himself to Jac - who did his usual and basically insulted the poor kid's entire life. But it was funny, so fuck it!
Friday was a bright and sunny morning, but wasn't spectacular due to my legs being stuck together. Having questioned Jac's sordid involvement in the affair, i found out that it was in fact the sugar which had caused this unfortunate event. A nice lunch in Durham followed, and us 3 plus Rich and Charlie got a boat out and rowed our way down the Weir, acquiring 2 traffic cones along our route. For the evening's entertainment, we had a few in Rich's college bar, then sampled the delights of a Durham University house party. By the end, we had found Jac's mortal enemy (a black guy in a Liverpool shirt) and Jac and i had convinced half of the people there that we were in fact Chas and Dave, cockney extraordinaires. Probably a 'had to b there' moment.
Saturday morning, far better in that i had free use of my legs. Another sodding about in town morning, before i got the train to Leeds, to see my darling cousin, star of such TV gems as 'Dial-A-Date'. After an absolutely appalling curry, i sampled the delights of Leeds' nightlife. A brilliant nite out actually, spent a ton and got absolutely twatted. Highlights included being hit in the head by a traffic cone, and then being hit by a taxi. Ended up passing out in some random girl's house at about 4. No major damage done, arm's got a nasty shiner on it, and i had the worst hangover of my life. Arrived back to darling Notts yesterday afternoon, and have felt shit ever since! But it was worth it....