I had a rather fun, if ultimately uneventful weekend.
Friday night we made the decision to go out, as my drinking buddies were busy on Saturday night so Friday became our night out. It was a rather unusual for us night as we went to Fat Cats in Llandudno.
We never go to Fat Cats in Llandudno, for good reason. It is ruddy expensive. Neverthless, some mates of mates (one of which I admit I do fancy from afar 
) were in there, so I thought it’d be rude not to meet up with them.
Don’t get me wrong, I had a brilliant night. Said fancied girl did come over and make a bit of conversation with yours truly. If this was after Contiki, and my balls were still the size of grapefruits, I’d probably of done something and asked her for her number. Oh well.
However, one thing that put me off the place is the prices. Seriously, it is only rivalling Broadway and The Lounge as the most expensive place in Llandudno, and – despite serving mine and Z’s favourite drink Desperado’s – the beer isn’t all that good, with only commercially available bitter John Smiths as the only session ale.
Nevertheless, I did have a good night, even if I had my jeans ripped to shreds by said girl, mate and mate’s missus.
Saturday was Bay vs. Gresley away, but due to driving lesson (which I did okay, despite stalling at a roundabout and I still can’t reverse around a corner) I couldn’t make the long trip to Derbyshire.
Instead, I went to Kirklands, with a few of the Bay faithful, to watch Cammell Laird FC entertain Grantham Town. You may ask why, and there is a reason. You see, Cammell Lairds were the team that defeated us last season, and also had Graham Rooney (Wayne’s Brother) playing for them. We went on a bit of a scouting mission, as Grantham are a team that need to slip up if we are to make the playoffs.
Incidentally, they did kind of, as Lairds drew 1-1 with Grantham. Which, whilst good for us, we couldn’t capitalize. We lost 1-0.
The whole escapade makes me wonder just what sort of a football fan I am. I mean, you hear stories of men neglecting their wives/girlfriends to watch football matches, and you hear stories of men going accross this green and plesant land to watch a game of football. Where does neglecting your club to watch your promotion rivals (hopefully) lose fit?
On the other side of things, when Colwyn Bay lose, I wouldn’t stay I’m too miserable. Sure, I sulk for about half an hour, but then get on with it. I know I’m not the only one, as a friend of mine said that they stopped on the way back from the game to go to the pub, and nobody seemed too downhearted.
I guess at this level we can’t take it too much of a life or death game. We just smile and get on with it and if we lose, oh well.
Or maybe it isn’t football, maybe it’s the people I go to football with.
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Rhys Wynne, the author of this blog, is a 20 something web designer from Colwyn Bay. 
I wish somewhere else would server Desperado’s other than Fat Cat’s!
It was everywhere I went in Paris last April!
What’s Graham Rooney like then?
One of the venues my band play at a fair bit at serve Desperado’s and it’s a tradition for me now to drink a bottle of that stuff on stage. Great beer!!
I’ve not heard of Desperado’s before, no idea where around here sells it but I will have to check it out.
Reversing around a corner is all about smooth steering. If you steer too fast, you’re in the gutter, if you steer too slow, you’re on the other side of the road. Just take it steady and make it a smooth movement. I would try and make this make more sense… but I really don’t know how I do it… it just sorta happens lol.
Rhys did you dance with said girl? Do you dance? Chicks dig dancing, especially when they’ve had a few and loosen up and you can flirtingly semi-dirty dance with them ahahhahha
Congratulations. I hope that you get your license. Once you do, boy will they fall all over you!
It’s beer flavoured with tequila essence. It’s frigging delicious XD
He looks scarily like Wayne!
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He’s obviously not as good, as he only came off the bench.
I can’t dance to save my life. So no.
Plus you can’t really dance in Fat Cat’s. It’s a trendy wine bar.
Haha! I hope so!
Yeah – they’ll fall over you because you’ll be driving into them! Bahboom chaaaaa!
Skipping your team’s game to watch a rivals is blasphmeous! I would never do that!
I’m pretty good at reversing round corners, although I tend to do it a wee bit too fast and scare the life out my mother.
Woo – you mentioned Derbyshire. That’s where I live. Woo!!
Good luck with driving. I can’t do that very well yet… one day..!