After Penny's porridge, her medicine and second feed I showered and Melissa's mum kindly picked me up and took me to Ormskirk train station. I was heading in to Liverpool to buy Melissa's Christmas presents. I know, last minute.
I was hoping to be back in time for this :
But it didn't look likely.
Town was understandably busy, but there was only one shop where I had to queue for an excessive amount of time which was good. I was all done shopping after about 90 minutes and on my way to Stew and Mike's flat. I stopped off at a secret Starbucks for a triple-shot latte, dropped my shopping with Sew and me, him, Mike and Lea walked back in town stopping before the first pub to take pictures of a new Banksy work that had appeared in a car park.
Then it was onwards to Sir Thomas Rigby's for a pint of Rudolph the Red Nosed Raindeer. That's a real ale, not some sort of depraved sex aid.
John arrived the, joined us for a pint and then it was off to the Ship and Mitre for more pints. I can't tell you what we had to drink in there, but I can tell you we devoured chip buttys before heading to the Head of Steam for more booze. We avoided Wobbly Bob (excessively strong real ale) and opted for something from the Titanic brewery which was pretty good.
It was at this point we decided to go for one more drink somewhere near Bold Street before heading to Passage to India for a curry. We went to a pub that I can never remember the name of, it was packed, then we went to O'Neills, also packed. Then we wandered up to Slater Street and to The Shipping Forecast where we had two more pints of Wainwrights, which was fantastic.
We then headed to Passage To India, which was also packed out and so we were stuck then as to what to have to eat. We went to a couple of Chinese places but we were less than enthusiastic. So we had kebabs.
Mike, Stew, Lea and John got a taxi back to Mike and Stews and I walked to Central Station, kebab in hand to wait for the train home.
I ate the kebab so fast I thought I was going to throw up, but I didn't, then went to dig out my headphones and realised they were in the bag I had left with Stew. Annoying. I had to listen to some unintelligible prick who couldn't open his mouth wide enough to form proper words slur gibberish at his infeasibly attractive girlfriend. It was a long and anger inducing train journey.
I got a taxi home and started a conversation with the taxi driver with the immortal line "It looks from here as if you're wearing shorts". Still, he took me all the way to my front door for a nominal fee.
I said "hello" to Melissa and whispered it to Penny and then set about some drunken MW3 against Howard's 10 year old son. He beat me more often than not, then Stew turned up and he beat me too. So I quit, and got into bed with Melissa to watch Knight and Day with Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz (they were in the film, not in bed with us).
I woke up several times in the night with my mouth drier than the Sahara and went to the tap for water.
Then, it was Sunday.
We woke up just before 7am to feed Penny then we went back to sleep until about 10am at which point we got up. It was time for Penny's medicine and porridge and milk again. I made breakfast for me and Melissa while Penny had hers and then we got ready to go out.
Over to Wallasey then, for a Christmassy get together with the family. Had a lovely time with some lovely food then made our way home.
Penny's been a proper grump today, very whingey. Possibly because she had a restless night, possibly coz of her medicine, possibly coz of acid. We just can't tell. Hopefully we'll get a good kip out of her, I'm shattered and I've got a busy week ahead of me. Might watch a film and then get to bed with Melissa and watch the end of Knight and Day.
Whatever, 7 sleeps until Christmas!
See you tomorrow.
