TFI Friday

Deadlines again. The Lenor pink site is scheduled to go live on Monday. I think we'll be ok with that like, but Friday was well busy. It was class though. I had a pint of Guinness for lunch as well. I was pretty tipsy after that so for a while the afternoon was a little hazy.

Hot hot heat

The office is well hot. I think that must have summat to do with the increase of testosterone in our office corner. The young lads are proper spunkrats like. Class. Thats probably what started the fire in my pants, all this talk about lady folk. Anyway, it's really a good laugh like.

Don't panic

There was a panic on about taxis as I was supposed to organise a 6 seater taxi for that night. I didn't organise it, was far too busy like. So my auntie tried booking one, but she couldn't get one. Because of this I got picked up by Steve.

Half a century old

Aye, it was Wendy's 50th birthday party that night. She is my mother but I like calling her Wendy cos thats the name she was christened with. It was at the Vallum, in Dumpling Hall.

It was a slow start, a canny few people came. Lots of old faces. time really does fly like. It was a canny crack.

Unleash the beast

After a couple of pints of Guinness I was the first on the dancefloor with me Gran. Proper Bo. My Gran loves dancing. It was really cool. I felt a real bond with me gran. She's more like my mother than a grandmother really. She raised me till I was about 8 years old.

Wasn't long before people followed suite. It wasn't long before Dave joined in. He really is a class dancer like. Then my aunty Anne joined in. She's a good dancer as well. The little Jamie came on the dance floor. That's Alisons son, she's engaged to my brother Stephen. Jamie is mint like, he's really cool. He should be put in stage school or something like that. If I had a son I'd like him to be like Jamie, and if I had a daughter I'd like her to be like my mates daughter Hague. Anyway, we all danced the night away.

It came time for Wendy to give a speach but she bottled it and never said a dickie bird. The DJ asked her up. It took her aages to get up so I shouted "Howay man! You're not that old!". Everyone laughed.

After that short interlude it was back to dancing. Loads of people were dancing now. It was class.

last orders was called and my Auntie Anne asked me if I wanted a lift home. I said aye.