New year 2002/03 - Boho
You know what its like when you walk into a party thats already been going
a while and nothing makes any sense? Thats kinda what happened here. After
work I finally made it to McKensies about one only to be greated by 3 9yr
olds saying 'hi, if I give you money will you buy me a pint and bring it out?'
yeah like that was gonna happen. Anyway upon entering the pub I was met by
60 Dublin cavers I didnt know as well as Stevey Muh, quite drunk and cleaning
up on the pool table and Stevey Bus wearing a white T-shirt covered in dubious
stains which were constantly being added to (apparantly none of them were
his fault). So far the Queens element were nothing out of the ordinary except
for the fact that there were only 3 of us, Ryan and Gonzo had apparantly pulled
out at the last minute.
Anyway upon inspection some of the Dublin faces became familiar and it was
clear that the party had been going a while. JK and Ed were locked in discussion,
Avril was chatting up men, Seamus was dancing drunk and Des was trying to
electrocute himself on a disposable camera by opening it with a swiss army
From what I hear the fireworks were great but I missed that bit. Surrounded
by drunken fools the only thing to do was join them and drink quickly as everyone
was informing me of how far behind I was. Soon things became clearer and karoke
and dancing in big circles seemed a good idea. Stevey Bus's multi-colured
shirt and Laura drinking wine through a straw no longer seemed strange.
By about 3 we began to head back to the hall and the sing along began with
Sean on guitar and Seamus on the box. And from here it continued for many
hours until by 6 only me, Seamus and Sean were left. Surviving on beer, hot
poteen and music we played til 7 when Sean called the wife went home, dont
know how he explained that one!
People were now begining to surface and tidy up around us so Seamus and
Myself decided to go caving. OK so it wasnt really caving but we walked up
to Coolarkin at 9.30 with a wee carry out and upon returning argued over who
would go to bed first. After jumping on top of Stevey Bus we decided to call
it a day. Seamus reckons I gave in first but since it took 20 mins to blow
up the feckin air bed I think not.
Anyway, upon wakening a few hours later we learnt of Fr Dessie's exploits
and after a quick bit of slagging we drove to the pub to retrieve Seamus's
fancy dress costume (a ground mat and rope, I didnt get it either) mainly
to avoid having to tidy anything. And thats where the story ends, mainly because
I cant remember anything else. If anyone wants to contribute or thinks they
can enlighten to blurry bit in the middle please email me.