Monday, 20 August 2007

A Licky Boom Boom Down (Heavy Weekend: 3/4)


the next day I had my brothers BBQ to attend. I rang Pove up and he was in a sorry state so I picked him up
he was a bit grim. much much worse than me. I suggested we pop into The Railway in Ramsbottom to see how he coped with a pint. He struggled so much that I beat him AND he gave me the remainder of his pint. I have to tell you reader that my day peaked right there
Pove had the shakes (quelle surprise) but was more concerned about keeping his shades on. His eyes were reminscent of Danny in Withnail & I
Bagnall & his other half Sue. Affectionately known by him as 'mucker'. He was gulping cider, but it looked more like Irn Bru to me

'team sleaze'
Sam soon turned up with his other half
this is her (I'm not sure who took the photo- either Walshy or Bagnall)
controversial
this shot was orchestrated by Bagnall and his missus in a sort of Hindley/Brady partnership.Sue took a picture of Walshy in order to get a revealing picture in the background.It is good craft like this that Tolstoy would have been proud of

mike's work crew shifted out into the Coronation St style alley
me and Bagnall mixed light banter with light flashing.However my camera work is so poor that the 'nipslip' is barely caught

this is Diane, from 'yakshir'. She got destroyed in a very Yorkshire way

mike's music was going down well. I was too busy tanking the cans in a vain attempt to keep up with Pove to take these shots though. Credit has to go to Mr Walsh for a good 50% of this entries snaps

I've got no idea what she was dancing to, but I'm gonna say it was Freek Me by Another Level
meanwhile Diane was getting-as they say in yakshir- 'reet drunk'

luckily Mike was at hand to slug his red wine and elp diane from hitting table ou fallin ower
She wor properly 'ammered


sam and kay left- Sam wasn't boozing cos he had been hammering it all week
Gilkes (I believe) went out and about with the camera for a scope. Some were outside witnessing Diane spewing-shame because she seemed sound enough
he got some covert snaps in

game over

I got into some scrapes with Gilkes and cut both of my elbows
emotion

mike seemed to pepper his music mix with songs that sent Pove into some sort of Indie Breakdown
Gilkes wore my Sharpe jacket again and managed to rip a button off in a moment of homoerotic posing
luckily my dire camera skills saved you from seeing a mans sexual organ to the left of this picture. Pove joined the Sharpe Jacket Club-maybe I should set up a facebook group for members
Scouse Marc made a very understated appearance at the bbq
so did Liz's brother
after a while the crew was mobilised and went off for some karaoke carnage

Liz was destroyed and gave a sulky Alan Partridge style look to some people leaving the pub. I had to endure Mr Gilkes exposing himself for a good portion of the walk there

when we got there mike had beaten us-he'd gotten a lift from P Bags and mucker

Asleep? Or choosing a song?

Me and Bagnall sang a breathtaking version of Snow's 'Informer'. There is video footage but I am yet to upload it to youtube. It basically consists of us singing only one line throughout the whole song- 'A Licky Boom Boom Down'. He also insisted that I sat on his knee whilst he bobbed me up and down for the whole song. I think it added to the performance because Ramsbottom seemed blown away
Gilkes gave us his trademark rendition of 'Jolene'
This man/women gave us an insight into unisex hairstyles in the 1980's. I gave Bagnall the camera to work his magic whilst I concentrated on Cheeky Vimto's

his work was largely cleavage based

true romance
mike hit the mic
anthony did Usher. Me and Bagnall did 'hit me with your rhythm stick' but I was too pissed and didnt know any of the words. During our performance, repressed locals peppered it with cries of 'fucking homosexuals' and 'queers'. I wasn't even dressed androgynously so they should be grateful I saved their blood pressure
more of the bagnallian oeuvre

caught



I became transfixed on this game for a while, but only worked out who was playing the morning after


the bar ran out of Blue WKD's so the barmaid offered to make me a 'surprise cocktail'. All I know is, it tasted of wrong and contained a lot of white wine
Gilkes hit the sambuca rounds a lot and burnt out his card. He also bit into my sunburnt arm, so I responded by biting his finger to the bone. Things got a little crazy
hometime
on our return, me and Walshy ate rice from the pan with our hands like little African kids

before bed, I went for a scope and saw these two outside- Scouse Marc was contemplating sleeping outside in the rain

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