My weekend

On Friday I went to a friend’s leaving drinks (Lloyd’s), a good turn out but not nearly as good as mine. I think I had the best part of 60 people.

Saturday I went for lunch at the Jolly Gardener with Steve and April, then drove all the way back to Corby for my cousin Joely’s 18th birthday party. Luckily Steve was driving and April had lent me here laptop for the weekend so I was able to play FM for both journeys.

I went round my dad’s for a bit to have a look through all my stuff that was up in his loft. I found my bendable Watto, old Reading uni photos and letters and a litre beer glass.

We eventually got to the Corby Supporters Club for the party at around 7:30, it wasn’t very busy at that point but it certainly filled up later. One good thing about the place was that it had a barrier around the bar which created a queuing system. Excellent! Why doesn’t every bar have one of them?

When it came to giving our cousin the card and present we hit a stumbling block, we were told she was sitting by the table by the bar but when we got there, there were 15 almost identical 18 year old girls all done up for a night on the tiles. Luckily Joely recognised us which saved us a lot of embarrassment.

It was a good night really as 5 out of 7 of my Mum’s brothers and sisters were there which was nice as we rarely all get together like this.

After the do, we went to what used to be Mr Ques but is now a night club, in there we saw a few of the older rugby lot so it was a good laugh too. I left at around 12, but Steve didn’t get in till 5:30. He ended up having a few more drinks round my Auntie’s.

Sunday was chilled out, I finally got back to London at about 2, then lay on the couch all afternoon till I ordered a takeaway then watched 24 (which was excellent) with April before having an early night.

Overall it was a good weekend but I can’t help feeling like I didn’t really have one. I think all that travelling has taken it out of me. I do not know how I did it for rugby for so long in the past.