Just about recovered from the weekend.. really am getting too old for all this malarkey.
Thursday I had planned on picking up Ger & Curly from Darlington at 1:30, then Paulie at 2 from Eaglescliffe, dropping them off at the pub and doing a few hours work.. this however did not come to pass. Quelle surprise. Dropping off at the Eagle pub, then involved staying at the pub.. all afternoon.
Michelle (holdyfoldy) turned up around 3ish I think. Things then get a little blurry. Remember playing pool.. darts.. drinking beer.. pool.. beer etc and then finding myself at the casino with some chips with the rest of the massive and the biggest home game ever. The blurry volume was turned up to max and I remember having quite a lot of chips.. and then final table.. and then apparently I was out. Couldn"t tell you if it was a bad beat or not. But as this is a bad beat free zone lets say I had 3 high against quads or something.. anyway more beer...blackjack.. and then the beer bus arrrived at somepoint and back to mine with the gang and sleep at around 6ish
Friday involved trying to do some work.. this did not go well.. and then trying to look reasonable at 3 when my daughter turned up from school and not like some dad with a Guinness / poker / beer breath problem who"d been up drinking all night and looked like he"d been recently dug up. Pressed repeat on the "reasonable".. well I brushed my teeth.. at 5 for a trip up to see Dirty Dancing at the theatre with Lilly and Anna. Red bull x lots for the win here
Saturday was Ger"s birthday.. Anna picked up at 11.. Michelle round at 12 and we decided to take Bonnie (my pooch) for a walk through the woods. Apparently "woods" and "wellies" are fairly alien to people from the south but off we went, up and down hills until Mich decided that the smallest twig in the world on the floor would trip her up, ending up pretty much head first in the mud with her chewing gum lying a few feet ahead
SOOOOO wished I had taken a photo.
Back to the car with her knees covered in mud. And me giggling. Must have raised a few eyebrows with people wondering what we"d been upto.. back to TC towers and awaited the arrival of JB and to meet up with the rest at the "Bull" in Yarm.. part 2 to follow which involves trying to sell Michelle to Hugh Hefner and for some reason Lucy being called worse than a "****" oh... and Michelle being a tranny..
