Well having suffered greatly for the last few weeks it was finally time to get my ass back in gear and get out and about. Poor Kev has been suffering cabin fever due to my enforced inability to leave the house due to my recent surgery so when he mentioned that he wanted to go see a girl that he knows play in a band at the Tower Lounge I said ok. Now then if you've ever been to Blackpool the Tower Lounge is the hellhole that various hen and stag parties gravitate towards and end up ratarsed and vomiting at lunchtime so you can imagine my delight at the choice of venue for my first post operative venture! 

Well we got there to find that it was actually a competition wth four bands playing Kev's friends band hadn't been on yet so we grabbed a much welcomed pint and listened to whoever it was playing. Looking around the place I was a bit suprised it reminded me of my student days at the Ritz in Manchester and not a hen or stag in sight! Then I noticed my lodger Joannes boyfriend Mike sat there having a pint, next thing he goes and gets on stage and starts setting up for the next band which in fact turned out to be his and Kevs mates band. (small world eh? ) Anyway went and said a quick hello and waited around for them to play, and they were really good it has to be said I was seriously impressed and guess what they won the heat! So will be going back on Friday to see them again!

Leaving there we headed over to the usuall haunts becoming more and more merry as the evening went on finally ending up a bit buggered in the club! All in all a good night!

Consequently the next morning  I was feeling a little jaded, in fact I had the hangover from hell, but had agreed to go to Manchester for the day shopping, luckily our first stop there was the Christmas Market where I had a hair of the dog namely a gluhwine with a shot of rum in it. Slightly more fotified by the wine and a rather large German sausage we had a great day wandering around all my old haunts including my second home in the village Via Fossa (ah memories) Shopping over we returned home via a rather large detour through the wilds of the north west in an atempt to find Wigan|! (Cheers for that Kev!)

Having watched the X Factor we decided to pop out for a quick half, so we hit Taboo, DT and then the Bag where we bumped into Chris and Steve who said that my sis and her Girlfriend were coming out for a swift sherry following going to see the Charlatans so we ended up waiting for them to arrive and consequently got a wee bit tiddly. From there we toddled off to Taboo again where I bumped into Ben and his mate Kev and continued to get totally trollied for the rest of the night.

Needless to say Sunday was spent in a coma!