The Two Brewers in Olney - The one with the other guys coat

Upon hearing of the local "Ibiza Classics Night" at the Two Brewers and seeing as it was the same well known local mobile disc-jockey providing the tunes, many were agreed to attend this night. I can't remember how many were all there, however Paul was there as he was 'interested' in aforemention disc-jockeys' how do I put this, um, "decorative assistant". However his goal was not to be realised as he had 'intimate' relations with a certain young ginger lady (possibly on the stairs?). Further to this our driving hero Andy was again worse for wear and after a heavy night of partying at the Two Brewers, Andy was found upstairs. There may have been more DJing aspirations at this moment, one can't be too sure. Upon gettin Andy to leave, he was asked where his coat was. Having known aforemention disc-jockey for sometime, we had left our coats in his care. Andy picked up his coat, was asked if it was definately his, and took it with him as he left. Upon arrival at your gallant authors abode, our hero was looking somewhat reduced. At this point, A man not much older than us (4 years to be precise and who I found out later was my brothers mate Jonus) knocked on my front door with Andys' coat. Andy had taken Jonus' coat. Later that night as Andy was sick in the loo (at least we didn't put him outside as we had done with ben!) Paul asked the intelligent question, "Is anyone awake?". The genius of you all by pretending to be asleep meant that Paul, having identyfied himself as awake, then had to clean up the mess!

I also believe that this was the night that we all mooned Simon Todd as he drove past my front garden . . .

As per usual, the increase in age and alcohol may have meant I've embellished upon my tale and possibly merged more than 7 nights into 1!