As it was going to be a late night we decided to have a very lazy Sunday day, full of nothingness really.
A roast chicken dinner later we were sat chatting and watching Clerks 2! Love that film!
After channel hoping on the telly and topic hoping on the conversation it was finally time to head out.
First stop was The Duggans. MJ wasn't coming out as he was working so we stayed for a while to have a drink with him and get high on the gun cleaning fluid. Seriously folks, I can heartily recommend it as a natural high! It's like sniffing on a dozen permanent markers! A bottle of wine later we headed off to Galway.
Deciding I really liked the one way system I went round it a few times to find a parking spot that Brad had noticed the first time round.
Getting in to town we found Taffees closed so headed in to the Kings Head for a pint of syrup (Guinness). Although as the driver I had a glass of sugar (Diet Coke).
After watching some girl open the door on her tow and then jump around very animatedly it was finally time to had to the Quays.
As we approached I honestly thought the place was closed as all the doors were shut and I've not seen that before but as we got to the door and 8ft man stepped out from under it and let us in.
Brad got the drinks in, with Helen's money that he'd stole from her pocket* and we stood and watched the band. The lead singer of the band is an actor I'm sure of it, I just can't think what it is I've seen him in. I'm sure it was the Bill but as I don't watch it it must have been Eastenders. I shall find a picture! (At some point!)
The band finished and that signalled it was time for us to go upstairs to see the Weightless Astronauts.
The Astronauts only do covers but they do them bloody well but I've love to see them do something of their own. John, the lead singer, is a rather attractive but my view of him will always be tainted by the first time I saw him. He looked like he was auditioning for a Bucks Fizz tribute band! Last night wasn't much better to be honest. Him and the guitarists had awful black tops on with a silver glittering horizonatl stripes running through it. They looked ridiculous! Especially Bernard. Bernard is a fantastic guitarist and plays with MJ in the Lizzy tribute band and has a look that means he should be wearing a Whitesnake of AC/DC tee-shirt, not a sparkly gay top!
A nice man offered to take a picture of us and after finally getting the job done this is the result.
L-R: Miss Boat, Mr. LikesIt, Mr. Landers, Mrs Duggan.
The Astronauts played on, we singed and drank and then MJ turned up as a lovely surprise for Helen.
It was great for him to come out. MJ knows everyone in Galway and if he doesn't then they certainly know him.
The music played and suddenly a very pissed Brad stood up, grabbed Row by the hand and the two of them headed off to the dance floor and bopped the night away.
In a game akin to "Where's Wally?" I'll let you find them in the picture below. It's not difficult.
The band finished and it was time to leave the bar so we headed to SuperMacs for salmonella, chips and curry sauce. Getting Brad to walk in a straight line was a chore but not as much as getting him to decide what he wanted.
"Do you want anything?"
"No.... although now I can smell it I'll have some chips."
"Okay."
"And curry sauce!"
"Okay."
"And a burger."
"Sure?"
"No, I don't want the burger."
"Okay."
"Yes I do."
"Right."
"No, just the chips."
"Just the chips?"
"And curry sauce."
"And sauce."
"And a burger."
He ate it all in the car on the journey home but sadly (although possibly gratefully going by the first half of Wife Swap I saw!) only ten minutes from home we had to pull over so he could see it all again.
Stumbling into the house he grabbed a glass of water, hugged Row and went to bed. This morning I had to kick him out of bed to get him to go into work although to be honest I'd have been happier if he'd have stayed. He slept in his contact lenses, pyjama's are so 80's, and this morning has left his glasses in the kitchen after running back into the house to throw up. I hate to think how he drove to work! Hungover, more than like still pissed, and no glasses! I have to travel the same route when I take Row to the airport so I shall keep my eyes open (you'll be glad to hear) for bodies in the ditch at the side of the road.
*I'm lying, she gave him the money!