It took me an extra day, but I’m braving my illness (it’s still sore, but not unbearable. I have got a Doctor’s appointment booked in a few days should I still feel blearugh) to blog about my weekend with Guy (who didn’t mention me on his post, the cunt) and Z in Liverpool. I’ll be honest, my illness has meant that I can’t remember large parts of the weekend (or was that the alcohol) but here are some of the highlights.
- The first night, we all got rather drunk and silly. At one point, I spoke to one of Guy’s exes (who told me that “I didn’t speak welsh because she didn’t understand what I said.”. She couldn’t speak Welsh either). So Guy didn’t feel left out, he spoke to Han to ask her that if “he slept with me, would that be consider cheating?”. What do you think readers?
- Guy’s drunken embarrassment continued by gambling, falling over in the bar, and doing the most dangerous thing imaginable when drunk: ring Celeste.
- The next day we did a bit of shopping, stopping in the stupidly busy Clayton Square for some cash. It was there that I noticed that the big screen in Clayton Square couldn’t handle HTML coding when they spelt Jo O’Meara‘s name.

- After a jumper and a smootie, we headed home, on the 86, past Hannah’s Bar

- In the evening, we went to the Docks for a few drinks to celebrate a mate’s birthday. I rarely go down the Docks, largely it is quite expensive (Guy could see me seething when three drinks came just short of a tenner), but it’s where the people with money hang out: namely footballers and strippers. We saw both. The footballer being (we think) John Arne Riise, and the strippers being quite literally mutton dressed as lamb.
- Me and Guy then headed to Heebie Jeebies, whereby we took some photos and had a generally a good time, though we did looked smacked off our tits a few times:

I remember me and Guy had rather an intense discussion about being “cool”. Heebie Jeebies is a very “cool” place, which – unsuprisingly – made it full of pretentious arty types. I mean, even the coke dispenser had flashy lights on it:-
Look at it! How pretentious can you get?!?! - The next morning, I had a bitching hangover, and was generally feeling pretty damn sorry for myself. However, I switched it on Crystal Maze, and became angry at one of the contestants for being all retarded.
I probably should’ve blogged more, but truth be told, I can’t remember anything else that happened last weekend. I’m sure there was more: Guy and Z could remind me, but through the alcohol and excruciating pain in my back, I’m out of ideas.
Still, was a great weekend, I had good times, and great memories!
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Rhys Wynne, the author of this blog, is a 20 something web designer from Colwyn Bay. 


I always get annoyed at retarded contestants on the Crystal Maze too. Genius program tho!
I miss nights out in Liverpool. Had a random one last August, but not with any of my old Uni crew
We saw Dietmar Hammann and Marcus Babbel in Mosquito a few years ago, when we were having a rich persons night out for my mate’s 21st!!
Wow dude, you still sound pretty down – hope you’re normal optimisim and jovality (I’m sure thats not a word, but what the hell) resumes soon… this blog is starting to become more like Eastenders than American Pie with all the depressing storylines
I am sending good thoughts and wishes your way for a speedy recovery! Remember – we have times like this so we can more deeply appreciate when things are good! Sounds corny, but it’s so true.
Are you just abnormally big, Rhys, or does Guy have a really small head?
Sounds like a typical drunken weekend and I vaguely remember how much fun those were. You musta hadda blast!
Maybe it’s time to refresh my memory. Anyone wanna come down to Singapore and go bar hopping with me?
God damn, if you’d have said that back in late novemeber i could have come bar hopping. And boy was it hard to work out where to go drinking in singapore…
nAl – Rhys always has a big head in photos! its creepy!!
I’ll come to singapore
Theres a supermarket there that has the best pastries! I wish I could remember where it was!! ooo and mr.Stripey! He made good tiramisu!
I think that if you and Guy really love each other, then that would be fine
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I seem to remember you calling me too Rhys!!!
Yay, new drinking buddies!
And Han, I have no idea who Mr Stripey is, but he sounds yummy (wink wink, nudge nudge).
And you must be talking about Takashimaya, the Japanese Supermarket. They have the best cream puffs EVER.
You are in fact a giant Rhys. I think in every photo I’ve seen of you with someone else you look like Hagrid’s love child!
You are a total hunny like Hagrid too though!