This was a night/day that will be written in history - the day John turned over to the evil side! Similar to Simon, we went to Wearmouth unsure whether big dog would happily gulp down anything we threw at him. In order to make sure he did, we had to spike his drinks..the results were unbelievable! As soon as the alcohol got into the blood stream we began to see a new John - he was shouting and running around the bar (thankfully quite empty)talking to Boob and all his mates who had just come in. It was outside where it became funnier - John approached a random girl and asked her if she wanted to come back to Harbour View because he was in love with her! Then somebody pulled up to draw some cash out of the machine - John pointed and laughed at the car shouting "What the fuck is that?". On the shuttle buses he refused to sit still for 5 seconds and kept standing up roaring down the bus "What engine's in this...what a beast..boooorrrrrpppp". John sit down!! Anyway we walked home and John was chasing cars down the road like a dog on heat. Eventually...we reached home but John insisted on going next door and rambling on to our next door neighbours for a while. Our beds were a welcome sight once we'd put him to bed with his monkey and a bottle of shaving foam!
The day after John was sick 14 times and it took him until 6 o clock to recover when Brian said "I've got some Solphadeine if you want it". Wicked! He'd been trying to rolf his bollocks up all day!!!