On friday myself and my sister went to see our grandmother for her 32nd birthday! She’s still alive and kicking, and was very pleased to see us.
The journey back homer took us through St.Austell, where I stayed to see my good friend gary. A few other people were at his house, I was even introduced to someone by name… but I didn’t have a clue who he was until told his old quake handle! We all went down to the pub for some beers. Pubs in St.austell are fairly dire.
After meeting tons of people I used to know (and hang out with some years back) we all decided that it might be a laugh to go and visit the local nightclub. It was empty, not a suprise. Had a good time dancing anyhow, to music that sounded like it was being played in the house next door. Ate a kabab, felt highly sick.
Went back with friends to a friends house where we drank Gin all night, chatted a fair amount and played playstation. Felt like I had never left Cornwall, for a few seconds.
Well I haven’t been that drunk for a long time, and it felt very good!