Happy New Year to the millions of comitted readers, umm, I mean reader.
New Year this year was seen in at Tim and Veritys, although neither of the hosts were present at midnight. Photos of us in fancy dress can be seen below. Tim, one of our ghostbusting team decided that fainting and hitting the floor out cold would be much more entertaining for the night, splitting his chin open and having to be taken to A and E just to top it off! Luckily Wonder Woman, aka Jo Hill, our friend the paramedic swept into action cape flowing to patch up his wounds. Although it transpires that Wonder Woman isn't a wonder driver, escorting the hosts to hospital, although sober, she took out a section of wall in their driveway.
Left with a slightly subdued house, we all ate drank and was as merry as we could be. Especially Amber, whilst chatting to me in the hallway late on in the night, she proceeded to admit just how drunk she was, finishing with the killer line "I'm so pissed, it's a good job this radiator is here to keep me up". As if the New Year gods of comedy timing were watching, at that precise moment they deemed it right and proper for the fixings on the radiator to come off and send her tumbling forward. So, a slightly bizarre, but entertaining night none the less!
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Tuesday, January 1
New Year Pictures
I aint afraid of no ghost! Just bad grammer like that sentance.
Who you gonna call? Probably someone else...
Curtis and Jude ate all the pies.
Jo, the (super) hero of the day!
Jimbob plays that funky music.
Who you gonna call? Probably someone else...
Curtis and Jude ate all the pies.
Jo, the (super) hero of the day!
Jimbob plays that funky music.
Saturday, September 8
Warming up the House.
We rocked up at Tim and Verity's place this evening for their bungalow warming shindig. I very kindly offered my services as DJ for the night, well, actually I didn't give them a choice in the matter! Armed with a set of CD mixers and a poly of fresh Skinners ale there was no stopping me. You can check out the setlist below.
Brett had a great time playing with the children there, and eyeing up the food spread out in the kitchen. As we were set up in the kitchen this was a big temptation, but he eventually settled down at my feet. However he was soon to be woken by Jo launching herself over him and head first toward the fridge freezer, alcohol and sleeping dogs don't mix. We left late and were the last to leave, but we ensured that the house was well and truely warmed.
Track of the day = Star Wars vs. Chemical Brothers - Galvanize the Empire
Brett had a great time playing with the children there, and eyeing up the food spread out in the kitchen. As we were set up in the kitchen this was a big temptation, but he eventually settled down at my feet. However he was soon to be woken by Jo launching herself over him and head first toward the fridge freezer, alcohol and sleeping dogs don't mix. We left late and were the last to leave, but we ensured that the house was well and truely warmed.
Track of the day = Star Wars vs. Chemical Brothers - Galvanize the Empire
Sunday, August 26
BBQ'd to a crisp.
Waking up with a hangover this morning was probably an indicator that I should refrain from drinkage for a while, the events that followed just served to reinforce this point!
Attending a bbq hosted by Rachael and Steve in the afternoon I put off drinking the quality Cornish ales til after I had some food. Persuaded to partake of the hairy dog to cure my hangover by my so called friends was just the start. The first 2 bottles were forced down whilst Brett stretched out in the garden waiting for baby Amber to wave food infront of his nose. The 3rd and 4th went down alot easier though! After a battle of wills over an entire chicken drumstick that B managed to get hold of and clamp down on, we took off.
After a quick change at home it was off to the pub, earlier thoughts of a hangover now well disguised by the same thing that gave rise to its origin. It was only a brief stop though, just enough time to let Scott and Jo get an eyeful of growler from the open legs of a 'lady' with all too short hotpants on. Leaving the high calibre clientelle and karaoke behind Jo went home and Scott and I ventured towards the Twilight.
Now, the Twilight Zone is Redruths one and only nightclub, it has the obligatory sticky carpet, plastic pint glasses and smells of sweaty dog. Hence the reason why I haven't attended in over 5 years. The only reason we were going was to see up and coming local band Glass Shark perform. Mistake no1. Only in Twiglet could they announce that the support band hadn't turned up, and then for the main act to play 2 songs, make some excuse about a chest problem and then leave! Claire, Oli and Morgan who we met in there left at this point to get their money back and go home. I on the other hand badgered Scott into staying. Mistake No2. It got very messy from there on in, lots of drink,a little boogieing on the dancefloor with Brett, and an unknown woman sitting on my lap for part of the evening. Most of which I have been told by Scott as I have no recolection.
Finally leaving at closing time we try to look for a taxi, after a disagreament with said taxi driver over the nature of his over inflated fare we decided to walk, not before I fall over and crack the back of my head. As we were at the bottom of the exit from the grounds, a bloke came running up and said that he had seen what had happened and he had got a whip round and collected taxi fare for us! Sometimes it pays to have a disability! However kind the offer, we still walked back to Scotts as there was no way I was going home in my state. Waking up in a strange bed not knowing quite where I was, a cut on my head and sick at the foot of the bed is definately an indication not to have 2 full days of drinking again in future.
Track of the day = Justice - D.A.N.C.E.
Attending a bbq hosted by Rachael and Steve in the afternoon I put off drinking the quality Cornish ales til after I had some food. Persuaded to partake of the hairy dog to cure my hangover by my so called friends was just the start. The first 2 bottles were forced down whilst Brett stretched out in the garden waiting for baby Amber to wave food infront of his nose. The 3rd and 4th went down alot easier though! After a battle of wills over an entire chicken drumstick that B managed to get hold of and clamp down on, we took off.
After a quick change at home it was off to the pub, earlier thoughts of a hangover now well disguised by the same thing that gave rise to its origin. It was only a brief stop though, just enough time to let Scott and Jo get an eyeful of growler from the open legs of a 'lady' with all too short hotpants on. Leaving the high calibre clientelle and karaoke behind Jo went home and Scott and I ventured towards the Twilight.
Now, the Twilight Zone is Redruths one and only nightclub, it has the obligatory sticky carpet, plastic pint glasses and smells of sweaty dog. Hence the reason why I haven't attended in over 5 years. The only reason we were going was to see up and coming local band Glass Shark perform. Mistake no1. Only in Twiglet could they announce that the support band hadn't turned up, and then for the main act to play 2 songs, make some excuse about a chest problem and then leave! Claire, Oli and Morgan who we met in there left at this point to get their money back and go home. I on the other hand badgered Scott into staying. Mistake No2. It got very messy from there on in, lots of drink,a little boogieing on the dancefloor with Brett, and an unknown woman sitting on my lap for part of the evening. Most of which I have been told by Scott as I have no recolection.
Finally leaving at closing time we try to look for a taxi, after a disagreament with said taxi driver over the nature of his over inflated fare we decided to walk, not before I fall over and crack the back of my head. As we were at the bottom of the exit from the grounds, a bloke came running up and said that he had seen what had happened and he had got a whip round and collected taxi fare for us! Sometimes it pays to have a disability! However kind the offer, we still walked back to Scotts as there was no way I was going home in my state. Waking up in a strange bed not knowing quite where I was, a cut on my head and sick at the foot of the bed is definately an indication not to have 2 full days of drinking again in future.
Track of the day = Justice - D.A.N.C.E.
Saturday, June 2
Rachael and Steves Wedding
Today we attended the delightful wedding of friends Rachael and Steven. Brett and I shared a people carrier with Jo, Scott and his family to the Headland hotel in Newquay. We met up with our other friends Mike and Mandie and their young daughter Amber. There was the obligatory hiccup when Steve greeted us and told of the current hunt for a backup CD of the entrance music as the original didn't work. Luckily the hotel staff came to the rescue and it all kicked off without a hitch. I got to thinking about the entrance music I would have for my wedding. I know this should be the reserve of my yet to be decided on wife, but I would quite like something upbeat, a bit like a WWE wrestlers entrance music. Maybe Jay-Z's classic 99 Problems, I could time it so that my wife reaches the front just as the line "I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one" echoes out.
It was good weather, so after the lovely ceremony there were photos taken outside with the views overlooking Fistral beach. The ceremony and speeches after our sit down meal were simple, effective and heartfelt. I felt a lump in my throat during Steves speech as he declared his love for his new wife. It actually turned out to be a bit of lodged beef, not any sort of emotion.
The food was nice, a traditional roast and choc pudding, and they had Skinners ale at the bar so I was kept happy.
After the formalities we all found some comfy sofas, a pint and tried to fight the urge to fall asleep in the humid conditions.
We had a wake up walk along the cliffs and grounds of the hotel as a wake up technique. I had to drag Brett away from a little crappy yappy dog that was sat with its owners in the bar though, it would have only been a single mouthful for him given half a chance.
The evenings festivities kicked off and we all had a few more drinks whilst listening to the usual feel-good tunes spun by the rent-a-DJ. Brett tried to get some sleep, but the bow-tie I gave him was attracting attention from kids and adults alike.
A long day for us both. but an enjoyable one none the less, and we have it all to do again next month in Falmouth for Charlotte and Matts nuptuals.
Track of the day = Busted - Crashed the Wedding
It was good weather, so after the lovely ceremony there were photos taken outside with the views overlooking Fistral beach. The ceremony and speeches after our sit down meal were simple, effective and heartfelt. I felt a lump in my throat during Steves speech as he declared his love for his new wife. It actually turned out to be a bit of lodged beef, not any sort of emotion.
The food was nice, a traditional roast and choc pudding, and they had Skinners ale at the bar so I was kept happy.
After the formalities we all found some comfy sofas, a pint and tried to fight the urge to fall asleep in the humid conditions.
We had a wake up walk along the cliffs and grounds of the hotel as a wake up technique. I had to drag Brett away from a little crappy yappy dog that was sat with its owners in the bar though, it would have only been a single mouthful for him given half a chance.
The evenings festivities kicked off and we all had a few more drinks whilst listening to the usual feel-good tunes spun by the rent-a-DJ. Brett tried to get some sleep, but the bow-tie I gave him was attracting attention from kids and adults alike.
A long day for us both. but an enjoyable one none the less, and we have it all to do again next month in Falmouth for Charlotte and Matts nuptuals.
Track of the day = Busted - Crashed the Wedding
Rachael and Steves Wedding - pictures and video
Brett looks stunning in his designer bow-tie, whilst I seem to have fallen asleep standing up
The bride in all her glory
Mike, baby Amber and the bride
Two pics of the happy couple
Scott, Jo and Me
Brett had his own name-tag for his place at the table!
Clip of the happy couple. But enough about me and my pint of Skinners, ignore us and look at the newly weds first dance....
The bride in all her glory
Mike, baby Amber and the bride
Two pics of the happy couple
Scott, Jo and Me
Brett had his own name-tag for his place at the table!
Clip of the happy couple. But enough about me and my pint of Skinners, ignore us and look at the newly weds first dance....
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