Top weekend (apart from the 45 mins of football that i watched) had a great night out only slightly ruined by one of my pals deciding he had had enougth half way through the festivities and getting a £175 cab ride home to Bexleyheath (man after yout own heart off-it) , sun-burnt, hungover,tired and back at work BOOOOOOO!
have to say siting in the shade in some Brighton boozer i herd someone say "games kicked off" but hey i dint think i would have been dragged away from the sites and the booze even if i had a ticket.
45 mins enough.......thirst and stomach was calling also arseache as mates not allowed back in after smoke break...security like right jobs worths !! so back to bar by station to watch the cricket.......biggest surprise was state of head and bot on sunday morning felt right as ninepence so must have been drinking all day and pacing rather tahn made 3 hours.......great day
[cite]Posted By: Curb_It[/cite]the only kick off i saw all day was the thai girl beating her bloke up walking up the hill. poor bloke, felt sorry for him.
Was anyone else sitting near that moron who kept singing gay songs? ''Does your boyfriend know your here?'', ''HIV, HIV, HIV''. well done mate I'm sure they don't get that every week. How very unfunny, thank god the old bill finally told him to shut up.
[cite]Posted By: suzisausage[/cite]I waved at DA9 at london bridge station at about 10 to midnight, but he had a vacant look on his face so the pink cider is obviously quite potent.
Sorry Suz, I had to be woken up on the train back as it landed at LB anyway, I was very tired & emotional at this time.
[cite]Posted By: Plaaayer[/cite]Was anyone else sitting near that moron who kept singing gay songs? ''Does your boyfriend know your here?'', ''HIV, HIV, HIV''. well done mate I'm sure they don't get that every week. How very unfunny, thank god the old bill finally told him to shut up.
Apparently that's as far as the level of abuse that Palace dish out to them (their arch rivals) gets, although you only sing when you're rimming is quite funny!
Fishnets my Mrs aint violent which is lucky for me as ive seen her chop up about 10 chickens in seconds. She would fillet most of these so called "gangstas" before they could say "nuff respect".
I thought we would bump into you around town later but after dinner we were knackered and went home to bed bout half ten! although i think it really was that ian was scared of all the hen dos.
I thought we would bump into you around town later but after dinner we were knackered and went home to bed bout half ten! although i think it really was that ian was scared of all the hen dos.
In bed by 22:30 on a sunny weekend in Brighton, you should both be ashamed.
[cite]Posted By: Goonerhater[/cite]We had a few probs but normal stuff with a group. Only one place naffed me off a bit and it was very late on and time to go home anyway.
Why did they want us out?, there was no bother, or just because we were a group?
Well i think it was because there were ladies with us at that sorta thing was frowned on in that boozer.It was defo a pink cider with double unbrella type of gaff.
The landlady at the Railway Bell apologised when we went in after the game as she had been ordered to serve us with plastic glasses by the police. She was embarrassed.
We got turned away from two on the seafront, the walkabout, they were going to let us in until they sawy my mates charlton tat and said no away fans.
And the globe, just around the corner, barmaid said no large groups will be served. Everywhere else was fine, even though the OB reception committee at the station said only Yates & Wetherspoons would let us in.
those two reprobates? hardly surprising. lee spent the whole day in turned up jeans, flip flops and a blue ladies visor that he found on the floor....what a look.
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you did 45 mins as well - quite a few of us left then.
Goonerhater?...;-)
Sorry Suz, I had to be woken up on the train back as it landed at LB anyway, I was very tired & emotional at this time.
no it was the fella that had never been to a footy match before, if he thought that expensive wait until i give him his half of the hotel bill!!
I thought we would bump into you around town later but after dinner we were knackered and went home to bed bout half ten! although i think it really was that ian was scared of all the hen dos.
In bed by 22:30 on a sunny weekend in Brighton, you should both be ashamed.
Why did they want us out?, there was no bother, or just because we were a group?
And the globe, just around the corner, barmaid said no large groups will be served. Everywhere else was fine, even though the OB reception committee at the station said only Yates & Wetherspoons would let us in.
Well when ian wnt to the bar at the same time as Dec and Lee he got glass while they got plastic... so ner! :-)