Saints & Sinners Night Out

.......and so my journey began....... in Manchester.... the event was chosen for me since i'm neither a saint nor a sinner..... but i fake both..... on occasion....


I suppose it was a religious experience of sorts....... the afternoon started with confessions, things were fuelled by the holy spirit that is vodka and then much later the 'ecstasy'.... well it was all so noisy we couldn't work out if one of our group of 'sinners' had said he was nipping off for a 'pee' or an 'E'......... still don't know

Get thee BEHIND me Satan!! Not in front of the camera shauny....

Me? Sinner?

Some people are just born thirsty..... whilst others are trying to forget....

And some are both...... the real sinners always drink from 2 glasses....

But the saints' aren't always sure what to do with them.........

Not only was my eyesight blurry by this stage........ but I was blurry too... it would seem........

The blowing of the rave whistle was obligatory........ well THAT'S how I remember it..... vaguely.....

but it was the only way to shut me up...... get me to blow for all i was worth....... and i'm NOT cheap

The green suited John better for some reason........ he can give you 'the look' if you're not careful....

Looks like i blew a fuse........

And where were the Saints during all this? Well.......... they were safely tucked up in bed at the hotel of course

Manchester rave in a carpark under a train station done....... where next?

New Beginnings......

While the sea was fun........ if you like drowning and hoping you'll be saved........ it's NOT really me..... but hanging on is what i do best...... and that's what i'm doing now..... pathetic really.


So am now going to begin my life again..... as in again again, given that i do start all over again when i mess up and think "Bugger?"

So here am i starting on my journey again....... excuse me if i travel the same paths that my boots have trodden before..... but my life's journey is one where i know not where i'm going....... that way the travelling is constant. If you know where you're going, you should get there eventually and if not, you've failed. This way, i'm always going somewhere.......

My rucksack is packed...... and it's time to leave..... see you there.