Weekend

Well since the ridiculous night out on Wednesday and a drunken post with a ridiculous amount of grammatical and spelling errors I have had a few better nights out.

Thanks firstly to my two readers J and Mark for the comments on my last post. If I have any other readers please stay in touch. Thursday saw a trip to London and a visit to Daz's bitches. 5 or 6 girls that would not put him down all night it was great viewing, unfortunately only about 2 or 3 were friendly but they seemed nice, the others seemed shy and 1 was rude, not mentioning any names of course. The evening ended with Daz giving J one of the girl’s numbers and then a few texts thrown back and forth resulting in a rude response from one of the girls we thought was friendly.

Friday saw a great game played between J and I online. Try this yourselves guys as the excitement was fantastic. Name every place you know that you would consider going to for the night and then one at a time eliminate a place. Some places I felt were real possibilities went out early leaving some unexpected ones remaining. Final few included Verve (we had been there the night before and it's up in London) Watty (last time i'd been here I was left very disappointed) Moons (Been there the last two Fridays) Jolle (Haven't been there since sixth form) and Uxbridge (What's in Uxbridge again?) anyway... Verve was eliminated as it did stick out like a sore thumb. Uxbridge and Jolle were the final two and as we both picked a different winner we decided to call it on a toss of a coin. I then changed my mind and we opted for Jolle via Bargain Booze, Black 'Orse and Woodman and losing plenty of money on the addictive Monopoly quiz game.

Saturday was an interesting one. I had agreed to go to London with Chopper and had a possible from Darren, Carl and Kieron. All attended and we jumped on the train to Covent Garden, a drink in a reasonable cocktail bar called Detroit was enjoyable before heading to Henry’s. Inside was packed and I somehow got served quickly. The others however, had a stinker. They had only just got their drinks as Carl and I were finishing ours. The funniest moment in the bar had to come with one very angry man at the bar, This fat skin head bought a Mohito and pint, the pint was gone in seconds and the cocktail perched on the table all alone, we soon realised he was not happy as he kept looking at his watch cursing to himself, shaking his head and fiddling with the other drink. It was obvious he was waiting for someone, but who? We eagerly watched the door but everyone who entered ignored him and went on with their night. We got caught looking, laughing and pointing at him a few times as he threw his hands in the air and was seen mumbling ‘for fuck sake’. He ordered another pint and unfortunately we had to leave before his friend arrived. Our last stop of the night was to a club called Jewel. I had got us on the guest list and we all walked in for free which was a great start, found us a chair and I think everyone seemed to enjoy the place, would definitely go back their again was very enjoyable. Kieron even showed how cool he was by pulling after he had fallen asleep, I mean honestly, how many men can get a girls attention and asking him if he was OK when asleep! Earlier in the night he was describing his shagging conquests and when asked how he chatted up a lady we were informed he simply would sniff them, cue lots of randomly sniffing girls and eachother throughout the night. We left caught the last train, jumped off at Kings Cross to catch the Met, missed it, caught the Hammersmith and City, got off at Baker St and somehow jumped on the Met we had earlier missed! What a result, unfortunately the high fives and beaming faces were soon cut short when a knob jumped on the line at Harrow causing over an hour delay!

I am aware this is more of a diary entry than a blog post, with lots of details of what I have been doing rather than opinions and discussions which I will act to change in future posts but one final point of note..

My day of rest had been pencilled in my diary as Sunday, no night out planned, just a nice Sunday Roast…..this was never going to last and I was soon down the club with a pint watching football. The moment that sticks out is when I persuaded Daz to get another round in and his response got to me. Please bare in mind that alongside J, Daz is what I would call a hardened drinker who is out every night drinking to excess much like myself, here are his words to me…Alex I’m getting worried, I think you’re an alcoholic I wasn’t going to drink at all! Anyway gotta go get ready as I’m down the club for a few beers this evening. Ciao for now!