Summer's End

As you know my Summer hols ended this weekend and it was rather poignant that after my long drive back north a Foo Fighter's song 'Summer's End' popped up on my radio. This summer has been an odd one, partly because my course finished quite late with placements etc but also due to most of my friends now being in work, it's a bit different from the old summers where everyone would be back from uni at the same time. Anyway here are a few things that stick in my head from this summer:

1) Tenerife, obviously one of the highlights with too many stories to remember.
2) Bournemouth, lots of banter, expensive nights for some people in strip clubs, the guys flashing cash around like monopoly money and those funny little dogs left on everyones bed.
3) Watford x 3. 3 very different and equally entertaining trips to watford over the summer, the first came at the end of an evening whilst sat in RE, Kieron drove and took Simon Lauren James and Gareth didn't stay for long but very odd night. 2nd came on a fateful Monday, watford was packed and J, Simon and I ended up walking home in terrential rain, good memories. The final time was Thursday to a brand spanking new Oceana, I highly recommend everyone goes there soon before it gets wrecked and turns back into Destiny.
4) Lincoln, drinking on my own because no one else was there :(.
5) Guanabara another great night out, funny stories and good music.
6) Finals Day, a devastating loss in the men's doubles final again was definately a low point but ending the night gate crashing a function at the club, playing tag team snooker and wrestling was definately a high point.

There were plenty more which I will mention another time but I must go and unpack. On a separate note I am looking long and hard for my next bet. I almost bet on the Arse to beat Hull yesterday just to recoup a small amount of money as surely that had to be a dead cert.... dear oh dear.