VIP Baby
Well, didnt really do much last week
Thursday night we went out for Gibbs/Raj/Brads birthday. Brad got a dirty pint and pink wig, Raj got a dirty pint with added chilli sauce, and Gibb got a blow up doll full of haribo! Was a good night, and i spent most of it with Fran so i was pretty happy
Friday was spent relatively hungover, and not much work got done /needed to be done. Decided to get the 5pm train, but the taxi i booked didnt turn up *wankers* so i missed it. Decided to take a different route, which didnt get me home any quicker so i only got home about 10.30pm which was interesting. Spent the rest of Friday with Zena watching television and generally dossing around!
Saturday mornin i got up, polished my shoes, shined the diamond cuffs and then headed off to Old Trafford for a meal with the guys from NetApp and VIP box seats for the Derby game. The meal was very nice actually; which was surprising given the pretention. The 2 main indicators for pretention in an establishment are the desert and the starters, which gave it away – but the main course was actually edible! There was Chataeuneuf-du-pape on tap all day, so we were well and truly wined and dined all day. After the game i headed home and chilled out, was going to go AlecsĀ with Gman and Tyrer to watch the Hatton fight but decided against it.
Sunday i came home at 1pm from Piccadilly. The train to Reading took 3.30hours and i had to stand up the whole f**king way. Which didnt impress me. Got home at 6pm-ish, so im nice and refreshed now – honestly…
