Tuesday, 27 March 2007

'Paul McGrath Syndrome'

So anyways, me and Moz got to Fallowfield. dc was already there, straight from work. He was linking my blog on his it seems

his old nickname on his holiday t-shirt was next to him. fate?

jobber and martyn seem to have only have pictures of valued loved ones on their lounge table...

we left theirs for some early doors banter
it looks like a prison don't you think?
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...LOCKDOWN

We got some bunse from the cash machine where it seems they have left a message for me and Moz. I wouldn't say I was a 'fop', I prefer 'macaroni' but Moz says that my hair isnt tall enough
we had a pint then went for some scran. DC persuaded me to go for an Abduls
it wasnt great

I got some food on my eyebrow and for some reason made my eyes go spazzy on the photo
Crown Prince of Camp holding court...

Princey then had one slice of pizza and stated he was full
then we went Queen of Hearts or the Cheshire Cat (I can't recall which)
I spotted my favourite game at the moment. I played it last time in Fallowfield when I was destroyed and did pretty well. Jobber thought I should only play it pissed- I labelled it 'Paul McGrath syndrome'
it also seems to be sponsored by the Worlds Worst Person. I didnt catch it on this though-did I not mention I'm retarded at taking snaps? its very handy when you keep a photo blog like I do...
I caught the 'S' on this one though
I won both necklaces from it which helped replace my absense of trinkets (I left them at my bro's)
Moz even said he'd wanna win the Nintendo DS on offer 'just so I can trade it in for cash to win the bracelets' make sense of that if you will
jobber then usurped my prizes by showing off his keyring of Mel C. Its up there with my old Mike Baldwin one

moz and dc then left for the bus home. Seperate buses it seems as well even though they live quite close to each other
The rest of us went to The Revolution
me and jobber tried to name the whole of France's world cup squad. We didnt do too bad

Lloyds Bar was our final destination. Fallowfield was pretty dead, but we drowned that out by getting destroyed on the quizzer

I was amazing on the dancemat. I revelled in singing and dancing to 5ive, even giving it the Moz dance to it as well

bacon butties
check out Martyns wallpaper. Can't be happy?
The next day after watching my Prince DVD I had to go to work straight from theirs. I was on a late shift so it wasnt too bad.

jobber revealed his 'shopping essentials'

and then ate his toast on a cereal bowl...

it was nice so instead of the Staff Bus I walked to work
work (well...nearly)

Missed Opportunities (Guest Blogger)

Me and Moz were en route to Jobbers flat in Fallowfield for some banter

on the way I gave him the camera to take some snaps of the journey. He told me 'mate, I'm really shit at taking photos' and from the look of them and all the missed opportunities, it ended up with its own blog post. They were that shit


I said to him 'take a picture of the disused petrol station..."
"...and Maccie D's..."



cowboy boot.







he wouldn't take a picture of the church on princess parkway cos he's a nihilist





fallowfield?