Tuesday morning came around as did some of the lads. Fines were taking effect and everyone knew to make it breakfast or big fine. Alex Wyatt looked 'peaky' after the night before but the breakfast table was distracted by a large bang from upstairs, the sensible money was on Wyo as it was coming up to cut off time - 10 am. Wrong, in walks Linesy holding his head, he'd just run down the corridor forgetting the low beams - claret was gushing. I forgot to mention that he'd already turned his ankle and taken a tumble in to gravel chasing down a boundary and we're on day 2! We packed up and got supplies for the trek to Sheffield. Dave had a haircut paid for by Adam, with go faster stripes to boot. The journey up was uneventful other than Adam being like a duracel bunny, non stop oh and Alex stopping the bus to throw up - again.
Upon arrival we found a terrific hotel just right for our needs. We took a stroll in to Sheffield town to see the sights and then found that Rob's brother was meeting us in the Dog and Partridge. Malc and Ian went beer tasting for a £5 only to find it was non alcoholic lager! The lads went for McDonalds whilst others congregated in the pub to meet Rob's bruv. The afternoon then took a turn for the worse as soon Ads was buying strawpedos and such like. Steve, Des and Ian went for pizza in the Hut, the others carried on drinking. It was suggested that Sheff Utd were playing Port Vale so Ian Des Steve Daryl Wyo and the slightly healthier Alex went to watch, the others carried on drinking. Booboo was star man along with Lisa, Robs sister-in-law, as star women. At midnight we all met in the hotel bar, Dave now on large glasses of white wine, stories were told and all looked glazed over.
Adam and Steady Eddie were still out on it!
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