Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Christmas eve eve

I believe it is probably time for me to make my first addition to this rather ambitious project!

There are a vast array of nights to choose from but think I am going to start with a biggie, Christmas eve eve 2004. What started off as an ordinary evening where we met Pete who was out with zoom for some well deserved pre Christmas drinks descended into what can only be described as anarchy. A few drinks at the Slug and Lettuce, very civilised. Move onto Lloyds, it is beginning getting a bit rowdy and everyone (save for our hero Andy) is slowly getting the worse for wear!

Then we manage to get shuttled up to Revolution, all I remember of this particular place was bright blue drinks, Pete necking severe amounts of Jack Daniels and us being forced to leave when they turned the lights on and finally told us to sling our collective hooks. Any additions to this to shed some light on what happened to us during those three hours would be appreciated!

Pete and I were not around for the next section of the evening as we walked his work colleague Jan home but I believe that there were a few unscheduled pit stops between Milton Keynes and Newport Pagnell. I would appreciate some clarification on this!!

We eventually made it home very late, very drunk and with the addition of a pack of South African tea.

I think it would be foolish to leave the story unfinished. Christmas eve is usually one of the prime nights out of the year. It usually involves a good amount of beer, a curry then more beer. This year things were not to be so simple. A high point of this time of year is the HMV sale which started on Christmas eve. Pete, Paul and I had arranged to wander up to the shopping centre, buy some cd's have some lunch and relax. However, this was before we reckoned with the force of the hangover from the previous evenings frivolities. The HMV sale lasted somewhere between 15 seconds and 1 minute before we were all forced to leave.

It was then an amusing twist on the whole tale occurred. Rob called asking where we were. I probably should have explained that he was due to start work at either 8.30 or 9 on the Christmas eve. I understand that Rob was awoken by a call from work asking him where he was, he arrived 2 hours (ish) late and left just after midday to meet us in the pub where surprisingly none of us were drinking!!

That concludes one of the more legendary nights of the past few years.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

A devastating evening. I woke up at 4am in the allotments behind my house with my head in my hands. Congratulations to everyone involved for the truly heroic consumption of alcohol.