Confessions of a Dibberous Mind

Praise the Lord for the gift of unbroken internet access (well praise ntl: anyway). I'm home and safe and now I can go back to moderate drinking and full on anxiety attacks again! My stay in Cheeseshire was excellent and, as usual, I was sorry to leave everyone behind. I had a pretty smooth run when it came to the last night/day in Northwich. My parents left as expected and it ws up to me to try to sort out a lift to the station the following morning (this morning). I sent off a text to Rob asking if I could stay at his house which is opposite the station I needed - he replied I could and a weight was lifted. Next I sent a message to Al asking how we were going to get to the pub and he replied that a lift was sorted and he'd pick me up at 7. It was, by this point, 6:15 so after a furious shower and a last race around the house to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything I just about made the deadline. I think I may have left the house in a bit of a mess but I will suffer...

Crimeny - No post yesterday? What a g'won? Weeellll: Monday night was a good night - just me and Al down the boozer drinking and laughing as per usual then home and furious sleeping in preparation for the big day. My Mum asked me why I thought I was single - odd question - I told her there were quite a few different reasons for it, the main one being I couldn't be arsed... Tuesday - Yowser - 30 years old. The day went very quickly all things told. Alan got of work early and we shot off down the local for some food and bevvies. When we got there I was greeted by Rose (see earlier) and Jo (her daughter, Rob's step-sister). The rest of the day was spent sitting in the sunshine drinking and having a laugh before shooting off to see Rob and down more booze. I have to admit I was pretty drunk but I was still compus mentus. We got a taxi back and I was home before 11:30pm - a bit of a washout but, then again, my kind of night. There is more to it than that but I want t...

Everything in the garden seems to be rosey at the moment (No pun intended). I got a text last night from Ralph at work to see if I was awake - he won't know this until now but I wasn't and the text woke me up. I'm not bothered though because I got my holidays sorted out and I managed to get a good nights sleep anyway. As planned yesterday I went to see Rose with Pete and we had an excellent barbeque experience punctuated by a couple more beers. Pete was working from home today so couldn't stick around but I came back with him so I could get on tinternet and check my mail/update my blog. I've just introduced Pete to the magic of weebl and bob and he instantly fell in love with them. On the way to Pete's house I bumped into the daughter of an old friend of mine. He is currently doing time for embezzlement and talking to his daughter became a bit of a weird experience. What do you say? I was just blunt and asked whether he was out yet - he isn't but hi...

Wow, that was exciting. As planned, we skipped Liverpool and just stayed in a pub in Hartford, Cheshire called ‘The Coachman’. Everything was alright but there was a number of scallies who spent the entire evening trying to do our heads in. I still wasn’t really in a drinking mood so I only had a few, enough to get drunk but not enough to wake up in the same state as I did yesterday. Overall not a great deal happened at the pub except a couple of misunderstandings and some bickering but, what the hell, it was all alcohol fuelled. The real fun started afterwards when we went back to Rob and Joyce’s house. Whilst most of the details are a little blurry we listened to some music, drank some more drink and put the world to rights in no uncertain terms. I have vivid recollections of intelligent conversations and lightening witticisms but, in all honesty, it was probably like this: Joyce: Why are you men so puerile and useless? Me: Hahehahe *smirk* Boobies etc In general it was ...