I meant to add this about a week ago but was too tired/drunk/not bothered enough to do it but there we are. I wrote this right after the weekend in question.
What could be a better way to start the whole holiday with a 4/5 hour car journey? Well, I can think of lots of other, better ways to start it off but I suppose that will have to do as that is what I did anyway. So, that was fun, we managed to get to Exeter airport to pick up my stepdad, listening to my awful 80’s music and some Offspring and other awesome stuff which kept me going till Swindon. When we got there we had some time to kill so we went to this shopping… precinct I suppose, and it was absolutely sodding freezing, I thought it was cold in Cornwall but this was madness. The cold was piercing through my relatively thick hoody and making my nipples look like the spires on Winchester Cathedral…
Yeah… You can ignore that last point as much as you like… So, ah yes there I was, we eventually made it to my stepdad’s father’s place where we were staying and we had tea down at the local pub which was nice. I had a lush Cottage Pie, and a pint of Guinness, which, incidentally, was also nice. After that, we went down the road to a local social club, they had some awesome live music (more about that in a sec) and some nice Guinness (god i’m becoming a right little alcoholic…) So, about this live music, It looked at the start (and in a slightly less drunken state) like a god-awful club act that just did poor renditions of classic songs.. OH HOW WRONG WAS I? It was fantastic, a truly great voice and a fantastic act. He is currently half-way through recording a record (ironically) and I will be looking out in the shops for him. Just have to remember his name now… Sod it I’ll ask my stepdad… So that was a pretty good night, we came home, chatted and I ended up staying up drinking ’till 5:30am talking about the meaning of life and a whole host of other fun topics.
Not a bad start to a weekend methinks. Right, so, Saturday… We met up with my stepdad’s stepmum (this family just gets more confusing every second) and we had lunch together and I think something was up with the Guinness, cos it made me feel really quite ill and only could finish a third of a pint… Shocking… Then… Oh yeah, we were relased into Swindon town to do some Xmas shopping and stuff, quite a successful haul in my opinion still have some left to do (correct at time of typing (21/12/2008)) Then we went off to see more family and then back for Chinese (food not people) and then off to the club again for another live act (these not so good) and more alcohol…
‘Tsk tsk tsk, Martin’, I hear you all say. ‘Too much alcohol is bad for you, you shouldn’t be drinking this much.’ Well I say back to you: Sod off! So there. Anyway I digress, it was okay, not such good music he did some excellent Bon Jovi numbers to give him his credit. Earlier bed time though, only 1am this time.
Woke up at 11… *blushes* that’s the most I have ever consecutively slept in my life… Quick breakfast and then another sodding car journey back, luckily again another load of music played at an obscurely high volume. I am still slightly deaf from that but I’m sure it will pass and all will be okay again. Anyway, I’m tired and need sleep and I’m frozen, so bed for me now and then more shopping tomorrow… Hooray…
Will write again soon.
Martin
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