"We don't follow no crowd, they follow us. Don't follow no sound, it follows us."
- Elliot Gleave
In terms of personal progress, my life has pretty much been a complete write off this last four days.
Basically, whenever I haven't been drinking (which has been 75% of the time) then I've been sitting with a nose/face completely blocked up with enough snot to put a house together; a very big house, at that.
Picking up where I left off, I had a good night in with Matty and Danny on Thursday night, with the three of us getting merry and watching 'It's All Gone Pete Tong'. What a film, by the way! I remember seeing it advertised many moons back, but it was one of those ones I never really got round to watching. Pleased I finally did though. The film topped off a class night, great to see the boys again and have the three muskateers reunited; it's a rare thing these days, with me and Matty always being at university.
It was all about the Royal Wedding the day after that, which was of course accompanied by a fitting street party (despite the poor weather). I have to admit, I got right into watching the wedding, even though I'd been nay-saying about the whole thing and claiming I wasn't interested in the whole thing. In the end, I realised it was quite an iconic moment for my generation and I ended up getting all sentimental like a right tart! Great laugh at the street party and it was nice to have a bit of socialise with the neighbours, who would have otherwise remained fairly anonymous still to this day. Spent all day getting bevied up and called it a day around half 11 at night, having started around 2ish; quite a shift to say the least!
Speaking of shifts, I was a bit lacking in brain power turning up for the vote counting on the Saturday morning at 9 o'clock sharp! Two days of drinking had certainly taken their toll. Still managed to soldier through though and made myself a nice £70 for a 7 hour shift of envelope opening and vote counting/sorting. After that, I spent the rest of the day sleeping, feeling pretty ropey with this flu malarky.
Then I guess that brings us to yesterday's antics, which included another day of drinking, this time for one of the lads birthdays. We started at 1 in the afternoon and it was a good 12 our stint all the way until the taxi home at half 1. Another great effort, which included trips to Jesmond, Newcastle and a very refreshing trip to a home-made bar (no, I haven't lost my mind). A very canny bloke, whose name shall remain nameless for the sake of keeping his little treasure anonymous, invited us to his garden to enjoy the pleasures of his very own bar. Pints of Fosters for a £1 is all that I'm saying on the matter. Magic. And, to top it all off, Arsenal beat Manchester United which should hopefully make for an entertaining end to the Premier League title race! A good day for Arsenal fans and neutrals alike.
All in all, it's been a pretty demanding last couple of days, and it's no surprise that I'm still not over this flu or whatever it is. I think a few days of R&R could well be on the cards, but it's been completely worth it and I'd happily do it all again.
Let's hope I'm not overcome by liver-failure or an alcohol-related heart-attack before my next post!
NB: Hats off to the Yanks for nailing Osama. I look forward to the flush of Bin Laden death related jokes in all ranges of popular media formats.
THD.
- Elliot Gleave
In terms of personal progress, my life has pretty much been a complete write off this last four days.
Basically, whenever I haven't been drinking (which has been 75% of the time) then I've been sitting with a nose/face completely blocked up with enough snot to put a house together; a very big house, at that.
Picking up where I left off, I had a good night in with Matty and Danny on Thursday night, with the three of us getting merry and watching 'It's All Gone Pete Tong'. What a film, by the way! I remember seeing it advertised many moons back, but it was one of those ones I never really got round to watching. Pleased I finally did though. The film topped off a class night, great to see the boys again and have the three muskateers reunited; it's a rare thing these days, with me and Matty always being at university.
It was all about the Royal Wedding the day after that, which was of course accompanied by a fitting street party (despite the poor weather). I have to admit, I got right into watching the wedding, even though I'd been nay-saying about the whole thing and claiming I wasn't interested in the whole thing. In the end, I realised it was quite an iconic moment for my generation and I ended up getting all sentimental like a right tart! Great laugh at the street party and it was nice to have a bit of socialise with the neighbours, who would have otherwise remained fairly anonymous still to this day. Spent all day getting bevied up and called it a day around half 11 at night, having started around 2ish; quite a shift to say the least!
Speaking of shifts, I was a bit lacking in brain power turning up for the vote counting on the Saturday morning at 9 o'clock sharp! Two days of drinking had certainly taken their toll. Still managed to soldier through though and made myself a nice £70 for a 7 hour shift of envelope opening and vote counting/sorting. After that, I spent the rest of the day sleeping, feeling pretty ropey with this flu malarky.
Then I guess that brings us to yesterday's antics, which included another day of drinking, this time for one of the lads birthdays. We started at 1 in the afternoon and it was a good 12 our stint all the way until the taxi home at half 1. Another great effort, which included trips to Jesmond, Newcastle and a very refreshing trip to a home-made bar (no, I haven't lost my mind). A very canny bloke, whose name shall remain nameless for the sake of keeping his little treasure anonymous, invited us to his garden to enjoy the pleasures of his very own bar. Pints of Fosters for a £1 is all that I'm saying on the matter. Magic. And, to top it all off, Arsenal beat Manchester United which should hopefully make for an entertaining end to the Premier League title race! A good day for Arsenal fans and neutrals alike.
All in all, it's been a pretty demanding last couple of days, and it's no surprise that I'm still not over this flu or whatever it is. I think a few days of R&R could well be on the cards, but it's been completely worth it and I'd happily do it all again.
Let's hope I'm not overcome by liver-failure or an alcohol-related heart-attack before my next post!
NB: Hats off to the Yanks for nailing Osama. I look forward to the flush of Bin Laden death related jokes in all ranges of popular media formats.
THD.
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