I had an absolutely amazing day yesterday, met so many people. I thought it was the best meet-up ever, we filled the pub! I arrived at my hotel at about 1.30 and was pacing my room waiting for somebody to play out with. Luckily Al, Nick, JG, Wolfram and Pompey Order weren’t far behind. We went straight out to the Slaughterhouse in the centre.
Ness was already in there (with a Viking tattoo) and Greg. It soon filled up, Lucy Jane (with half a tattoo), JT, Monty, Kershaw, Uncle Liam, AgentWood, Dave Legge, Midnight Blue, Marc, GaryMac, Fradders, GlasVegas, PHD, Shug (thanks for my badges – I love them!), Old Monkey, Baldrick, John Sludden, Aberdeen Order (well Royster!) Lunatic Fridge and his son Ethan, ChrissMari, Julie and German Order who had a good turnout with matching New Order away strips! (Forgive me if I’ve missed anyone out). Bonzette and Barney Army arrived fashionably late, as did Diamond. Still, better late than never eh?
Special mention to new Chorwich Order buddy Rocket Mick (who couldn’t keep his clothes on – exhibitionist – still, with a physique like that, you’ve got to flaunt it!). I nearly went cross eyed when he walked in with Diggy Mike and Johnny all in beautifully loud Hawaiian shirts! If I blink now, I still have the imprint of the shirt designs on my retina’s.
Oh and thanks to Big Twat Clive who asked if he could borrow my phone then proceeded to text random numbers on my phone pretending he was me and asking if I could lick their bum – I can’t wait to face my boss tomorrow! You will pay boyo, revenge will be sweet! 
Me and Monty got told off back at the hotel for doing rolly polly’s in the corridor. I woke up this morning with a swollen ankle, two fresh bruises and I’ve lost a nail, sign of a good night out! 
The gig itself, apart from the bunch of security wankers was brilliant. Hooky handled the situation brilliantly – respect! One of the security staff caught me flicking V’s at him and so he kept coming over asking to check my ticket and scowling at me – dick head. 
Me and Bonz were rioting in the aisles, especially when TPK came on. I think I must have lost a stone last night! I’m amazed I could even speak this morning after all the singing (well, er shouting) I did.
Brilliant day out – you NOOLers rock!
