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Hiya again,
.......well with only me & Peter left (& it
was only about 8.30pm btw !!), we finished our drinks & decided to move on
....we phoned Stoo to tell him it would probably be a waste of his time coming
through as Peter & I were both gibbering by this time....turns out he wasn't
going to manage anyway.
After saying our goodbyes we decided to head to The
Standing Order pub on Rose Street - Peter also decided to phone one of his mates
who stayed locally to meet us in there (Kenny I think his name was !). After a
few drinks in there (at about 10pm) Peter & I were absolutely blootered so
we made a semi-concious decision to head home to my house in Fife.
Neither Peter or I can remember what happened to
Kenny - he was probably pissed off with our gibbering ! We left the pub &
the next thing I can remember is being woken up on a train in Kirkcaldy....I
didn't even know i'd paid the fare till I found the ticket in my pocket the next
morning.
We staggered off the train & jumped in the
first taxi to Leven (my home town).....now this is where the fun
begins..........when I got to my gate I found it to be locked - my wife wasn't
home from work yet & I didn't have a key & my fence & gate are 6
feet hight......now by this point we could hardly even bite our fingers, never
mind 6 foot fences....so you can imagine the sight of us trying to get over it -
what a laugh. I eventually got over & pulled my wheelie bin over for Peter
to stand on (I found out the next day that my neighbour was almost calling the
cops, thinking we were being burgled till she heard me laughing !!!)......once
indoors I directed Peter his bed & the bathroom & I never saw him again
till about 1130 the next morning.
I somehow managed to stay awake till my wife got
home at about 0015.
While I was talking to her I got a call from Iain
Mason to say that he was still stuck at work.....must have been trying to find a
good April fools story....maybe he should have came then eh ;o))).....Wee Stoo
also tells me that I must have phoned him by mistake as he could hear me talking
in the back ground...oops sorry again mate !
...& that was it....the next thing I knew, it
was 7.30 am & I was lying on the couch....I could barely move!
My wife got up at about 10.00 am & asked if i'd
seen my face....when I looked in the mirror I found she'd drawn a mostache &
a beard on my face with a felt pen......."that's what you get for being drunk"
she joked......oh & she also told me I'd filled the kitchen sink with hughie
.
When Peter surfaced he was dying & also had to
empty his stomach of it's contents.....once he had recovered enough we had
coffee & I phoned Mr G to see how he was - dying was the reply !!! We then
headed to Kirkcaldy & I saw Peter onto a train.................
............can you add anything to that Peter
???........as I said "The Big Blur"
Well folks that's it, Scary eh ?? - No more doubles
for me!!!!.
Roll on the next one !!!!.............Cheers, Rob
W
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