Fri: Went out for dinner after going to pick up the merchandise for Sat - not the best idea - why or why can I not leave things alone until the appropriate time!!! Big massive fat chinese meal followed by "testing" til 4.00am - not a good start..
Sat: knackered after no sleep virtually, massive house clean up of dog hair for Gingerfreak's iminent arrival..... Cooked a nice meal, then started to dabble.
Started off at ours with a few drinks and sniffs, got a bit giddy so decided to descend on the pub to meet the rest of the reprobates....
Other Rooms was brilliant as usual - Ginge lost his stash, so cue everyone rooting around on the floor and under settees looking for a bullet,

(which happened to be the same colour as the patterned floor

). I was getting a bit hyper by this point so Phil thought it prudent to go through to the club. Scott Bradford as per usual pulled out all the stops and played a funking brilliant set before hand - everyone in full "arms in the air" mode - and a very smiley Ginge as he realised he had found his stash (it was in his other sock -

) Sharam descended onto the decks and the place went ballistic - no room to dance at all, although I did find a great spot to dance with no one around me, then I realised why!! I noticed the floor was slippy and that the bloke sitting behind me had been puking up and I was almost dancing in it - arse!!!!!! Found a good spot on the dancefloor as a rather large lady became overheated jammed between a pillar and her bloke, so she moved on and tada!!!! room for 4 of us on the floor

. I actually made an effort to go to the upstairs room for a change really glad we did, some quality tunes banging out (more of a ragga/reggae tip on the house music so lots of ass shaking going on

). I think the night was made up of little trips around the club then a lie down in the members bar then back for a dance or two. All back to ours for more sniffing/drinking/smoking/eggcupping etc., and general naughtiness ensued..... so much so Ginge had to postpone his train by 24hours...... Did wake up at one point late Sunday with Phil in bed with his sunglasses on.... that actually really freaked me out....
Sun: Evening - more naughtiness and wine but a sensible bedtime of 1.00am...
Mon: the much needed fryup for the day
All in all an excellent BH weekend - thank god there is only 2 more for the year....... felt like sh1t when I got into work this morning.... but hell, it was worth it..
