Christmas Eve 2005. A very different night for me. Maybe it's part of growing up, maybe it's what I should be doing, but I never in my life have ever had a christmas eve as quiet as this one! Two pubs and about 5 or 6 pints.

Every year I can remember going out with Chad P and getting blind drunk and feeling ill for christmas day. For Chad P, it would always ruin his christmas due to a hangover. For me, I wasn't too bothered about the hangover and would see turkey as a sort of hangover cure.

Last year was very different (I got blind drunk again but had to work in a bar in the French Alps) but somehow, deep down, I knew this year was not going to be the same.

Anyway, enough blabbering - below are a few select pics from Christmas Eve...
     
 

The start...

Chad P picked me up and we headed towards his house to walk to the pub.

He already had his missus Jackie with him and on the way we were to pick Kevin up...

We'd walked to our pub of choice. If this pub looks familiar, it is. It's the Dog & Gun in Tettenhall.

The place was rammed. When I mean rammed, it was overcrowded, hot, sticky and uncomfortable. It's always busy whenever we go, but never this busy.

Don't get me wrong - I wasn't looking for a quiet pint, but when somebody has to squeeze past you every five seconds it's a pain in the arse. As we were full of the Christmas spirit, we decided to stick it out.

I know, I'm a fat bastard. I can't help sweating though - apparently 1 in 3 people sweat abnormal amounts. I don't think the beer helped though.

All of a sudden, it was my round and I decided to do a runner...

This is Jackie - Chad's bird.

He's been with her for a while - not sure how long but it's been a couple of years I think.

 
 

From left to Right: Jackie, Chad & Kevin.

Kev looks somewhat interested in the top of Jackie's head. Or is it her tits...

Ahh, the christmas drink of choice. It's called 'Santas litle helper'.

Normally I would be on the vodkas and cokes, but since i've been back home, i've got a taste for beer, mainly bitter. Definately a sign of getting old...
 
Ahhh - the happy couple.

We couldn't take the pain anymore, we had to leave. This picture was taken to show you how many people were inside and how much the windows are steamed up - unfortunately, you can't really make out either.

We were moving on to pastures new - The Rock...

The likely couple...

Chad & Chad P stood ready to take on the fruit machine in a bit of a challenge.

Again, I didn't play, but I'm sure Chad lost a lot of money out of it.
 
Chad P gets excited at the thought of more booze...

Chad P gets angry when I suggest that the character on the fruit machine looks like him purely for the fact that it has orange hair. Not a lot unlike when I get referred to as Chris Moyles or Johnny Vegas because I'm fat. Not a lot of difference if you ask me.

He did get pissed off after I said it a couple of times. I thought it was funny...

That's more like it - a nice comfy leather sofa in a fairly quiet pub!
Chad would have waited all night if we hadn't of told him...
 
Chad drinks his pint, careful not to spill any of it's precious contents. We were still drinking pints, but I fancied a vodka and coke by this stage.
Kev bought some 'Nobby's Nuts' - I thought that placing nobby's nuts between my legs would look highly amusing. Ok ok - I had been drniking and my childish humour isn't funny.
 
My vodka and coke in all it's glory. It's been a while since I've had one, and because it wasn't my round, I ordered one. In all fairness, it costs about the same as a pint of beer. Jackie bought it and in the Christmas spirit, she made it a double. I think secretly, she's trying to take advantage of me by getting me pissed. It wouldn't be hard for her to mix me and Chad P up - we do have the same name, afterall.

Quick, quick! A fit girl has entered the premises and we need a picture of her arse...

Damn fruit machine was in the way - pass the camera to Chad P...

Mission accomplished.

Well, that was Christmas Eve done with. We all headed off and went home in time for a couple of hours sleep before we awoke at 5am to jump up and down on our parents beds in excitement and in demand of presents...
 
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