Drunks

Monday nights are not for leaving parties, come Tuesday there were many many casualties and I suspect that the office productivity was somewhat less than 100%. Mine on the other hand was at least 105% ha ha.

Que Club is Pants Shocker

One open toilet, one rather green looking lad collapsing on horse tranquillizes, a stupid queue, one open bar and one room containing a smell of kebabs with Danny Rampling playing skool disko house music with no interest and mixing skills worse than than fatboy norman cook slim on a shite day in Richard's eyes do not make for a good night.

Ah well at least neither Man Utd nor Chelsea will be winning the F.A. Cup.