Well I know its not New Years Eve anymore, but I suppose I’d better tell you how it went . .

The evening started fairly normal at the Moss Vale pub at about 7:30pm, where about 18 of us met up, obviously being in a pub that early meant most of us where well on the way to getting pissed by the time midnight arrived, also by then the rest of our motley crew had turned up ready to carry on the Party at Bernie’s flat, so come about 12:15am New Years day, we all headed back to Bernie’s only to discover that Sinead (Bernies daughter) still had a crowd of mates round, so after unceromoniously throwing them out of the flat onto the cold hard and windy streets the party got into full swing

What with Ben playing his Happy Hardcore and John wondering round trying not to fall asleep the evening went quite quickly, whith the odd brust of activity as more people turned up, firstly Kenny who’d managed to escape from hsi in-laws in Timperley, then Kath and Leslie arrived from there Nightclub or whatever in town, Kenny as usual was the life and soul of the party downing his vodka and god knows what else, Ash in the meantime was spouting his usual Peter Kay style anecdote’s which had everyone pissing them selves, though occasionally his partner in crime Steve would join in, Me and Mel just wondered round the room chatting and gossiping to whoever we bumped into . .  anyway this was repeated until about 4-5am when people started to leave and head home, first to go was Andy and Nicky, slowly followed by Damian and Debbie and then Kenny and Lin, leaving just the hardcore crowd of :

Amanda, Bernie, Ben, John, Steve, Liam, Ash, Nicola, Rick, me and Mel, by this time poor John had fallen asleep leaving himself wide open to attack by Ash, Ben and Liam, who at this point decided that Washing up liquid squirted into John’s sleeping open mouth was the way forward, poor John, he didnt know what hit him, we did obviously cuase we filmed it, the resulting film soon to be available on YouTube. . .  soon after this I to fell asleep, but luckily faired better then John did as I only ended up with mayonaise sprayed all over my crutch as if some wet dream had overcome me in my sleep, it was after this attack I decided now was the time to go home, so grabbing Mel before Amanda persuaded her to stay any longer we headed home, eventually curling up in our own bed’s about 2-3PM New Years day . .  and slept till 11:00pm that night, only waking to grab some food and water and then sleeping a further 7hrs  . . .  roll on next year is all I can say . . .

Photo’s soon to be available on the Gallery