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A busy busy day today! Jacs went home around mid day, she had been invited to Jill's birthday lunch but thought she really ought to get back to her kiddies knowing full well that "lunch" would last until tea time! And she was right!

Lunch at the Water Witch, the first time I have ever been which is shameful when you think about how long I have lived in Lancaster, although that said it might well be a long time before i go back when it's £11.00 lunch!!!

As well as us and Gary & Jill, Oz, Olly, Big Andy, Sarah & Ray, Sarah T and little baby Morgan were there. Tara and Colin didn't make it (Tara was still too pissed from the night before I think, they were the only ones who HAD to dive up, the rest of us were close enough to walk), and Fran turned up later (as poor Simon has herniated a disk in his neck and couldn't make it).

It was a good do though, appart from a drunken mix up that meant Yorkie failed to order food ( muppet!) although he was happy to live off bitter and was still full from his bacon-butty-in-bed less than 2 hours earlier (lazy sod, I was up at 7am!)

Between 4 and 5 pm people started to filter off to watch the football and we thought we should get a move on too as it was also Jen's birthday do the same night from 8pm. When we got home we both passed out from shear exhaustion and only woke up again at 8pm, so we quickly got sorted out and set off again for the Yorkshire House (with a quick detour back home to lock that cat in who thought it would be great to come to the pub with us).

3 bands played upstairs at the Yorkie House, we only ended up watching one of them, called "fukapunch", who deafened us but were pretty cool, well, good fun. The cry out for "Scream for us Lancaster" got a responce of "muumuummmugghhhh", to which they responded, "Fuckinghell, MUMMBLE FOR US LANCASTER!" which got a louder "MuumUUmmmMMMuughhhhh!" Hee hee hee, from then on they ripped as much piss out of the audience as they did tunes from their guitars! Harsh really because they were pretty good.

When they ended their set we went downstairs to talk to Mark and Gemma, and got accosted by Fudd, who calls Yorkie "Tonka" and Mark "Rock-Monkey".... Don't ask why. By the end of the conversation I was re-named "Tonka's Girl" and Gemma was "Gemma Rock-Monkey". I think I like him!!!

Becky was there too so we had a catch up and a natter about Ann Summer's, she taken my number and says she'll call for a party as her dildo has her sister-in-law's teeth marks in the end (!)

We also say Mobsy and his missus Claire, and Mobsy didn't recognise me slim and clad in leather and satin! Hee hee hee! We got nattering about aimless stuff towards the end of the night while half messmerised by Jen's dancing (she is a very sexy woman). Tall Andy was there too, and had the cheek to grab my ass while I was dispencing end of night good-bye hugs to friends (eep!), infact I had a good night for my ego, I was chatted up by Army Mark (who i had been calling Big Nose all night) and two random rugby shirt clad brothers as well as being told I look "amazing" by Mobsy and the ass grabbing by Tall Andy (which I could have lived without). Yorkie's responce to the ass grabbing was "I'd have slapped him if I'd thought he'd had it in him!", Mark's responce was similar (without the slapping bit, he was too busy laughing).

Poor Jen was thrashed again, we didn;t get to chat much though the night as there were SO many people who had come up to see her, although she was complaining to me that Steph (her feller) was more "wankered" than she was, and then she played catch up! We agreed to meet in the Bobbin on Sunday for lunch as I still had her work uniform at mine from the Ann Summers do on Friday.

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