# We're really missing you...and you've only just gone... #

Ive broken my camera so have had stagger and scrape together stuff to avoid a blogging drought...

I got promoted recently so had a leaving do in town. This is Michelle and her 'conservative outfit'. My line manager said her first choice of clothing was akin to a hookers working gear

Louise had threatened to shave my head. I don't know where the clippers were going to spring from but I don't think she'd want to see me go from long haired ponce to HIV positive in a single stroke

my boss Vinny- or Vinoir as I called him. R kid and his missus joined for some banter also

people had stated that Sharon was going to prey on me tonight and that I would need a chaperone (she didnt)

LA, Chris and Fisher

my bosses Bev and Frank stood with the big cheese, Ken

Bev reckoned she broke her little toe on the way here but I couldnt be happy for her

Dennis

Luke

getting a perv on...

Fisher had to get the last train back. turns out he fucked up cos of the booze and ended up going in the wrong direction home

big boss #2

banter

turns out it was Nicki's birthday today as well so we turned it into ultimate carnage

'the boiler'

Gargan

DOB

I was congratulated more about getting MJR out than on my promotion. He never turns up for anything, but it looked like he put the effort in from the heavy use of gel and an early 90s metallic blue shirt. no one actually knows his age either-people reckon he's been around forever like The Highlander. Steve on the right is my replacement

Byrne and Phillips (i refer to most people by their surnames like it was some sort of boarding school) Phillips has applied to work up in Scotland with me

the happy couple

if you click into this pic, MJR looks like he is having a fit

Team SEA

after Rain Bar we hit Subspace. I sleazed onto my favourite yummy mummy- Sara. MJR queued up but took one look at the door and ran off into the night...

these three hated it and went off to The Village. Soon all the bigwigs jumped on the leaving bandwagon and went home

Gargan plied me with sambuca's which I chased down with double vodka redbulls. I tried to implement 'stack' but the wheels were well and truly off my night so that didnt happen

tommo was getting her sleaze on with the G4S guy

I attempted to out pout the previous snap. I dont remember anything beyond this photo

confusion

this was the final photo before it broke. Apparently I had to be helped in putting my coat on and just stuck my fingers up at everyone in the back of the taxi when I left. I blame the sambuca's

'I live on Vitamin C and Cowboy Boots'

I took 2moro off work, so was free to go out on the razz for 80's nite tonight. I drove round to S's place and noticed something odd about his house. Can you see?

only his window has double glazing. Maybe S forced his family to use their savings to only improve his window? he probably can't be happy for his own family

this guy may have been playing the 'stack' drinking game...

so we got to jobber's place in fallowfield and played pro eves on 'fix'. We were pretty terrible but I was more delighted that I had my Vitamin C at his flat. S agreed that 'I live on Vitamin C and cowboy boots'

after 10pm we tightened up and got the bus. This is a kind of picture dc's blog has

we went straight to subspace and played 'stack'

there were some rare people in there tonite...middle aged women...

old Iraqi men on the sleaze...(that is the best picture you are gonna get from me)

and girls wearing fast food hats

it was so hot downstairs that we went up for a bit of fresh air. Luckily there was a hose to hand if we got too hot up here as well

the Worlds Worst Person (WWP) went gay on us and rang his misguided girlfriend

Robert Alan Jones was upset by Moz taking over his niche with his withered hand
he asked me to put the genuine article on the blog

much 'disgust' photos were taken

too many to put on the blog really

I couldn't be happy for proceedings though. Truth be told, I can't pull such a dreadful expression

what can you say about those eyes? I hope his girlfriend doesn't think they are his best features

the girl on the left looks like Carmella from Neighbours

those shorts are a rival to my 80's jumper. I'm starting to think about sporting it one night

I pity the fool who takes me on on 'stack'

dancefloor carnage

flared carnage

preying on the weak...this guy was off balance, so one of his mates poured an entire bottle of vk on his head. That guy must be the 3rd worlds person. Or as the WWP would say- 'TWWP'

these three left for home, whilst me and jobber waited for Purple Rain to come on

we kept ourselves busy by lifting empty bottles into the dancefloor bin. Jobber has good technique

bottles...shot glasses...you name it, jobber will drunkenly put it in the bin

We waited for ages then couldn't be arsed waiting any longer so we left