The Aftermath

the day after the wedding saw me have about 4 hours sleep. It would have been 5 hours but Ricey got me up an hour early for the breakfast because he was still on Brussels time. I was absolutely raging

and so was my morning peacocking attire. Some people enjoyed it

after breakfast banter, ricey left for Belgium and the rest went to Ramsbottom for some afternoon pints. I also slated the yellow humvee limo that was parked out the hotel, saying it was for scumbags. The people sat on the next table then got up and went to get in the limo...

"I really shouldnt be driving"

Sean got to Rammo then spewed a shedload of liquid onto the grass. He opted for a cup of tea instead of booze

Pove managed to fall over in his hotel bathroom and cut his forehead in the process. He was in all kinds of trouble

Sean shared the wealth porn wise with his newfound guardian- Gilkes. Pove also assumed that Sean was a teacher when we were talking about the grammar school and was shocked to discover he still goes to school...

we then played a game where you have to guess what person is on the rizla stuck to your head. The names were:
Spark- Kate McCann
Me- Debbie McGee
Pove- Nell McAndrew
Gilkes- Tinky Winky
Sean- Gary Wilmot

You are supposed to ask general questions about your person, but disco dave played by his own rules and decided to ask "is my person from the west or the east of the Pennines?" To make things worse, I think I made Seans hangover worse by making a 17 year old try and work out who Gary Wilmot is...

after a few more boozy ones we went for some scran at the Shoulder of Mutton

I was pretty tanked and had the shakes for the first time in ages

the man could only manage a soup, which he ordered as follows:

"Can I have the soup of the day please?"

"What is it by the way?"

to add insult to injury he was eating it like a man with a severe bout of alzheimers

Gilkes guts were rotten

a bit like my boots- they are coming away at the sides

he seemed to like my golfing pantaloons/jim jams though

I got mocked for my period of looking like a Basque Seperatist

everyone was properly done in

so we called it quits and went to fetch my phone that I had lost the night before

THE END