Fri - Left work at lunchtime and went for drinks in Soho with work friends and then Tom and the rest of the gang came and met me, out for dinner and then went drinking near The End for Lawler. Got into the queue at 10.30 and I was being on my best behaviour after my last visit to The End when I got my End ASBO
Get in no problems and so do some friends, just as I'm about to pay I hear Tom shouting me back, the w@nkers (that's putting it politely
) were maintaining that Tom was too drunk to go into The End - now anyone who knows Tom and his love of alcohol (not
) will know that this is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever heard
The idiots on the door were telling him to come back in half an hour when he'd sobered up
so we abused them and all left
and jumped in a taxi to Turnmills for The Gallery Christmas Party as there was nothing else on. As it turned out Turnmills was absolutely fantastic - brilliant music in the main room and I was even enjoying $hitty room 2 that FHFHFHFH always bangs on about
And always a pleasure to see FHFHFHFH and his Barry
Sat - Left Turnmills and had everyone back to ours for aftershow antics - we set ourselves an early curfew of midday as we all had things to get ready for Christmas - somehow all civilised plans went out the window and we finally crawl to bed late Saturday night
Sun - Up early and Tom drove us up north, it was the longest car journey the doggies had been on since we got them - Danny just lays there chilling watching the world go by whereas Lottie is jumping about like the mad dog she is
Got to my parents and the rest of the day was spent eating, drinking with them and my grandparents.
Mon - Lovely traditional Christmas day with my mum, dad, gran, grandad, sis and her b/friend and the doggies - mainly consisting of drinking, presents, eating, drinking, eating, dog walking, drinking, playing games, eating, drinking, dog walking, playing games, drinking etc etc
Tues - A repeat of Mon with the added bonus
of a visit to one of the locals in my parents village to watch the football - the look the barman when Tom ('we don't get many Southerners round these parts'
) tries to order a Magners is one of 'get out of town you southern ponce'
Weds - Head back to London to unpack and then quickly repack for part 2 of our Christmas break - Ibiza
altho it was worth it cos Tom got lots of work stuff, then we're off to take the doggies to the pet hotel 
and then go out for food/drink cos we're all packed and ready and raring to go and I'm starting to climb up the walls