Festival!

This last weekend Booby Tuesday and I went to our first festival with our good pals Sebs & Juggs who too are festival virgins. We did this with an eye on the daddy of festivals Glastonbury next year. 

The festival we chose to pop our cherry on was the "Gentleman of the Road" a much smaller affair by Glasto standards just the 28,000 of us then good! 

We picked up Juggs & Sebs at a local pub we frequent on the Thursday evening before the festival began and they might have had a drink a drink or two I think and while I pointed the motor towards our 

destination a small East Sussex historical market town called Lewes ( pronounced Lewis of course! ) Booby Tuesday did her to best to catch up with them! An hour and half later when we pulled up to a not so quaint hotel on the side of a major road, not what the website said at all. Then my 3 rather drunk amigos fell out of the car! Now the more Sebs drinks the more he seems to think other people go deaf, an accusation that has been levelled at myself on occasion (but that's not relevant now). This is about letting a slightly inebriated Sebs on an unsuspecting landlord of East Sussex's fawlty towers. The other 2 not far behind, this might get a bit Lionel (Messi?). Uh time to catch up......to be continued!

Before I go to bed I'd like to thank the lil texan for making my cheeky blog possible I'm not that technical myself 

Finally to my fans in Russia have a pint on me!        

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Rule No1

It was late I approached front door cautiously, one mistake and it was all done for. I was so close pull this off and I'm done for good I swear. I always say that yet here I am again. How did I get here oh yes 8 pints with my Bruv's. was supposed to be a couple of quick pints and home by ten it was half two now. Wait I'm fine Booby Tuesday will be asleep and I can be quiet like a cat called  mandoo and she'll not even know I'm there boom! What was Booby's rule no 1 again? Uh! Doesn't matter it'll come back to me. It's all good I turned to my new bruv from the pub and shushed him he grinned, grunted and put a finger to his lips. Right the door is open we're in I can get him into the spare room he can have kip and I'll get up early get him out, get rid of the smell of piss and chicken and Booby won't even know he was here. Uh we at the top of the stairs not a sound it's going to work I tell you!  I push the clown into the spare room and close the door quietly and start for our bedroom when I hear the scream! Shit her gran is staying over! Uh! I mooch down the stairs out the front door and round the back to the shed. Shit that was rule no 1 don't talk to fucking strangers!

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