Sunday came of the meet up night. Me & San, met Daryn & Debbie at Tom Brown's, where they were having a roast meal, after they had flown in from Newcastle. Unfortunately it was not a great start to the meet up night, as Arsenal were playing Spurs in the North London Derby, & went on to lose 2-1.
So I would know that Mark would be not happy with the score either, but hey ho we are on Holiday.
So we went back to the apartment to get ready, & then met Daryn & Debbie & walked with each other to the Orion Bar.
The first person we saw, was Dads in his pith helmet, just after he had been on safari earlier in the day, by the looks of him.
The obligatory vine tomatoes were offered to Daryn, which he downed in a oner or did he? Also Daryn, your sure for men wasn't working.
Hayzer & Mrs. H none of us had met before, so it was very nice to see them at the meet up, so plenty of photo opportunities arose.
H & WS, just after H had told WS for the umpteenth time how to upload photo's for his reviews, which we still haven't had by the way WS. :f^h:
Deb's doing what she had threatened to do to H, for the "get in the kitchen" jokes, as he was hiding behind his sofa.
H is now getting brave, but I am sitting there just thinking he is taking the pith.
Now Mrs. H, (my nemesis) was doing the chat rounds, here she is with Jan.
My nemesis Mrs.H, who dared to call me a bullshixxer & that I talk boxxocks, they say the truth hurts though.
It is always great to see Tjay, who comes every year, here he is with San.
Delboy & Mrs. DB, with Delboy having an enlightened moment thinking, "I am going to win the golf this year."
A great photo of the young 'uns, (as Ramblinman told me on many occasions
), at the meet up Roamer & Ramblinman.
Yozef & Jan, with Jan in a reflective mood by the looks of it. Probably saying, "Hurry up San & take the photo, I want to drink my Bow."
Don looking a bit smug, as he knows he can enjoy this meet up, as no packing to do in a few hours. :-bd:
Mark thinking, "It might be a bit early to take my shirt off just yet, I will leave it for an hour or so."
Two Northern beauties, who didn't need an interpreter to understand each other.
"San, I have the power in my fingertips to shine a light anywhere I want." We must have a photo to prove it.
"Why is nobody talking to me, it was my husband that started this Forum not me," cried Debbie.
"Well I woke up this morning sleeping next to Dads," says Moocher. "Hey come on Dads stop crying it wasn't that bad."
Don saying, "You are not going to believe this guys, Mark understands somebody, as they are talking Debbish & Markish."
Me doing an impression of being Pig Headed.
Most people have a chip on their shoulder, San goes one better & has a pig. :n!b:
"Look here boyos, now you know how I feel like," says Yozef to Happy & Dozy, (you work out who is who).
Right it was about 1.30am & Canto's was closing up. So someone said, we think it was Mark, because he was in the mood to take his shirt off & dance around, "Come on lets go to Banana Joe's, for a nightcap or two." So off we trooped to
, whoops sorry a Freudian slip there, Banana Joe's, where negotiated, with a lad who was more interested in texting than serving us but I digress, a Jug of Cocktails & shots were given FOC, with our other drinks.
"Careful Jan you will have your eye out," says Mick. "Mick, you are supposed to suck not blow," retorts Jan
"I know most of them are English H, but it is only for one night, especially with that boxxock talking bullshixxer over there," says Mrs. H.
"Come on old guy, smile for the camera," says Ramblinman. "Get your hand off my shoulder, you young whipper snapper," says me.
"Yes Don, I have got Mark dancing with his shirt off, that will go on MF," says Deb's.
"So have I Deb's, we have got to blackmail him if he doesn't want them on," laughs Yozef.
"Some people are saying that you danced with your shirt off in the bar Mark?" quizzed Jan. "It wasn't me darling they have got it wrong, I just went in for a pee, so just drink this cocktail babes then we will get going," lies Mark.
"Don, how much do you want, to delete that photo of me in the bar dancing without my shirt mate, I was told not to do it by Jan?" asks Mark sheepishly. "I would do it for free mate, but Deb's needs a new Broadband provider, so Deb's will want at least a monkey," replies Don.
A good night was had by all, but another late one.