Last Night's Disaster

I am only just recovering from my hangover. The evening started out ok in the bus shelter by the cricket pavilion drinking White Lightning with Andy and Steve just to get us started. The price of drink in pubs these days is scandalous so we got started before we went. How are honest working men suppose to afford drink? (Though I am on the sick I must admit).

I took my camera and I would have lost it if Johnny Barnes hadn't come round to our house this morning and given it back. I hadn't got up, but he gave it to my mum. I was being sick most of the morning.. I remember up till about midnight in the George & Dragon, then Steve says for us to go up to the disco they were having at the Bat & Ball. I remember going in. I had been on snakebites for most of the night. I think I called Holly Graham a munter before we went in but I can't be sure.

There are a lot of crap photos on this camera today, and I have taken the liberty of disguising them so as to protect the innocent. Not that they were very innocent actually. Not that I got a snog neither. I think Steve did with that Grace Watson. He always was a ladies man and she's a slapper anyway. Andy disappeared at some point. Probably went home to play chess with his computer.

Here's some photos


I don't know whose arse that is. And I never copped a feel of it as far as can remember - a fact which has bearing on what I have to say later. But first here's some other photos








That's Johnny Barnes and Rick something his mate. They are such miserable gits. They will probably stave my head in for posting these, so if the photos disappear or I do, you know they've caught up with me.

Anyway, at about 2 o'clock this woman bouncer called Liz grabs hold of me and, without a by-your-leave she frog marches me to the door and throws me out.

I'm like "What you doing Liz?" (Her dad only worked on the ash-carts so it's not like she's got any place to be hoity-toity and throw folk out). She says, "You was harassing women!" (That is the state of her grammar)

I'm like then "Chance would be a fine thing!" So she says, "Get home and think yourself lucky you ain't barred."

I have no idea why that happened except that I was following Mary Regan around and telling her I loved her. Her friend Emma ended up standing in the way and saying that Mary liked me as a friend. I hate when they say that. I did tell Emma to Eff Off and I bet that twisted harpie has got me threw out.

It will be a long time before I darken their door for sure.