25 May
It has been sometime since I wrote but here goes.
May was a busy month and saw me and Genie getting married on the 17th - an excellent day with the register office full of guests. Unfortunately I couldn’t invite those I would have wished due to so many family members, so instead they were invited to the reception. Nobody was more surprised when, after all the invites had been sent out RSVP and very very letters/emails/texts were recieved back, over a hundred appeared in total!
So a really BIG thankyou for everybody who attended, without whome it would have gone no wear near as well!
The gifts were fantastic and filled up our front room much to Genie’s delight - she was like a child when it came to opening them all!
The honeymoon (both Genie’s and mine’s first ever) went off superbly although I panicked a little on the crossing - hadn’t been on a ferry for some years. The Isle of Man was wonderful, the weather was good and we travelled all over the place.
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25 Apr
Yesterday morning was wet and drizzly and a bright-eyed Genie rose to another birthday consisting of presents, cards, the inevitable and… eventually… roses and sunshine.
Dinnertime saw a trip out to Tewitfield, to the north of Carnforth with Maggie and Father and an excellent meal at the Longlands Hotel. Afterwards, when Genie had consumed her melon followed by that word I can never spell – lasagne and myself thick soup and salmon, we all set out for a walk in the sunshine.
This took us down along the M6 and up to the disused canal that runs alongside [insert picture here… eventually] and up along locks which have now turned into waterfalls.
The warmth of the day increased a little and we arrived back to dear old blighty and a local pub for a pint of mild. I left Genie in the aforementioned pub and paid my respects to the bank in town before making my way back to my pint. Genie has received a text from J & C, good friends of ours, to go to a party. A little later saw another pub and a pint of cider – Genie relinquished and had a half of lager. Home again Genie we had a bit of a kip, rose again, ate some stew. Indigestion caught me a stinker and Genie left for her party(!). A phone call some fifteen minutes later and Genie was on her way back – the party was for tomorrow night and she had read her text wrong… plantpot! There was a calling to bed a short while after – I was already reigning in the zeds by the time Genie arrived home – be it in my clothes.
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17 Apr
Some friendships can last and last no matter what life throws at them, some don’t last any distance at all and some just can’t survive. When N falsely accused me of shagging his girlfriend Kel up a back alley, he then immediately phoned up Genie and told her what he thought he saw – she phoned me – I exploded.
An hour and a half of Genie calming me down I felt a little better but still fuming inside and hell-bent on vengeance. I caught up with N a couple of days later and had it out with him at a local pub, then left him talking to G. I left for another pub before I had the chance to explode at him again.
A week later G and his woman H came ever nearer to blows initiated by Kel (N’s other half), eventually they too lost their tempers with N and Kel and the altercation had to be broken up.
A week has passed since then and we have all both blanked and been blanked by N and his pathetic ways – I wish him all the best in his own private hell. He had four good friends and now he doesn’t.
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12 Apr
Well it has been a night of partying ‘till dawn and now (8-15am) I am knackered despite falling unconscious at around 5-30am.Had a good Chinese last night before we (Genie & I) set out armed with copious amounts of cider & wine at 8pm. Arrived at our friends flat and immediately sat down with a view of drinking well into the night, together with lots of music and conversation. Picked up some Euphoric tunes and an amplifier (which I still have to find some cash for?!).
Well everything is slotting into place concerning the forthcoming weddings, JC got married a few days ago at Niagara Falls in secret – the little scamp. M & K get married at the end of next week up in Lancaster. Genie & me tie the knot five weeks today *sigh*.
Genie is winking at me with come-to-bed eyes, ah well a man must do what a man must do – in this case get some shut-eye.
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14 Feb
These days we seem to be caught up in the comings and going of two of our friends(?) Niggles (N) and his girlfriend Kel (K). Lots of things have come to pass, some old revelations, some quite new.
Two days ago (circa. 11/120208) we all met for a drink – nothing heavy but relaxed, as the day progressed K was getting more and more agitated with N constantly on at her for her smoking habit (N is a fervent anti-smoker when it comes to K’s habit). The more agitated K got, the more adamant N got with her – eventually she went walkabout and I went off to get her and drew to earth in the Smuggs. It had got late and I reassured her and spent some time consoling her before N turned up and quickly undid everything I was trying to do – off K went again (11th turned into 12th). Tracked her down to a quiet area of Morecambe and stopped her from vainly attempting suicide with an empty syringe. Called N and got him to come over before I did something I would regret (I was slightly upset by this time, ok a little more than upset; fist made contact with something quite solid at this time). N turned up, K buggered off again; I buggered off home – damned if I was going to stay around.
Home, Genie was in a state – she had repeatedly called me on the phone but to no avail. She knew I was with K then she noted my bloody hand and asked what was the gist. Told her that I had a spot of bother with N – obviously said the wrong thing here… She jumped to the conclusion that I was in cahoots with K, N had turned up and found us both and I had clobbered N (you could write a soap with all this!). Yup, she was dead wrong in every respect. I explained everything to her and she was somewhat mollified, my story was backed up when N called her later on.
Next day we found out what had occurred with N & K – K had taken an overdose with 12 contraceptive pills and a bottle of after-shave! So she won’t get pregnant for quite a while coupled with smelling male.
A day later we were with N & K again – do we ever learn? Sneaked out of Wethers’ and bought a Valentines’ present for Genie. Lunch at the Kings then we split up G and K went off shopping, me and N went to the club for a pint – met up much later at the Morecambe.
N started on K again for the smoking, me and G got pissed off, I went to have speaks with the landlady of said drinking establishment and eventually went home with G.
Spewed a couple of hours later (Raviloli for supper) and spent an unpleasant night arguing with my guts.
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03 Feb
Well much has happened over the last few months, lots of very good things, some not so good and one or two - disasterous.
Christmas on the whole was great - spent with the family and then some friends on Boxing day. Only one thing bad was the brother-in-law-to-be proving what a complete arse he was.
The new year was quiet apart from having the few drinks on new years eve, ok quite a few then.
Into the new year and things have progressed, cutting down drinking has been a biggy - down from around fifteen pints a day to about ten pints a week!
My relationship with Genie has been growing from strength to strength despite family problems here and there.
Debts have been growing steadily, income staying the same and gifts from the dolly-mixture tree making appearences from time to time.
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03 Feb
Myself, Genie & a few friends came round and we got to discussing an old project of mine called the Reprobate Qrue - which eventually had to be broken up due to prejudices here and there.
Anyhow decided to revitalise this project giving it a new name :
Reprobate Society with lots of new avenues to grow into something much bigger - without prejudice.
29th January saw the birth, webpages written and awaiting input from various parties. Active pages are from myself, Genie and Goldpen.
There’s no photographs as yet but we are all hoping to include some in the very near future, with links to various blogs and sites that we’re attributed to.
We’re an odd bunch, a mix of various religions, oddballs and outcasts, humourists, musicians & writers.
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05 Dec
Need to be with the family this weekend and J__ is away at Whitby! This is a problem together with the serious lack of funding for this time of year (I know, everybody is in the same boat), which means that I have to shelve certain celebrations and concentrate on home and family life for a while.
Can’t blame it on too much drink either (around 10 pints per week now), or overspending … over billing perhaps! Every-bloody one wants wants wants… apart from J__ that is - she is the rock in my life; where there is a problem she jumps in to help when and where she can - she has become a corner-stone and without her life would become dire!
Been asking myself some heavy questions of late concerning life, love, passion and faith. J__ put me straight on everything but life… seems I (like J__ herself) am in a transitional period regarding lifestyle in most aspects. Where it will end for either or both of us I don’t know… really feel I need to talk to someone, especially about the pagan aspect (not that it is fading - it isn’t - gets’ stronger by the day, ’specially this time of year) - more to do with the moot aspect… Arrghh! I know! Not making sense… Oh Bo**ocks!
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23 Oct
Well it hath been quite a week; mainly recovering from the events of Sunday 14th Oct. …
The day in question started off normally enough and it being bright and sunny we decided to visit my brother and my Dad up in Heysham before my brother and his family had to go back home.
J__ and I set off walking down to Heysham village for a spot of dinner in a café that was recommended to us – food was good although the drink was a little expensive. Afterwards we walked up to the little church and enjoyed (!) ourselves, the camera clicking all over the place. We spent a good half hour pondering, talking & walking then went back down into the village to the local pub; sitting outside and people-watching for an hour until our friends arrived.
All of us sat out in the back until dusk was settling in, more cider & wine being consumed in copious amounts. It was good to meet new friends – something I tend to do quite often after getting engaged to J__. The night rolled on further by an hour or so and we decided that another venue and something to eat was in order. After walking to the Strawberry Gardens area and finding all relevant places shut the company decided en mass to go to our place with J__ cooking for us all.
Later, after a marvellous meal and yet more cider, wine and red-bull we all talked well into the night. At about ten J__ called N__ & his betrothed to come round for an hour or two. I had previously informed J__ not to invite N__ at a late hour as he can be a real bugger to get rid of when he had had a few, but I was getting pissed and had completely forgotten about this… anyway. Cider became vodka a couple of hours later – another warning note (ignored) that I should never consume this neat at any time. Half an hour later I had a major schitz.
My memory became blanked but my anger-wracked body took over, N__ had said something inappropriate and I reacted very bady. One moment I was inside chatting jovially to N__ and entourage, the next I was outside, arms outstretched looking up to N__ with a curious stinging on my right jawbone. N__, is five foot seven, myself, six foot two. N__ was more than a foot off the ground and very unhappy with it!
The party broke up at around two-thirty that morning – a bad end but my schitz had not ended and continued for another two hours in a variety of guises. J__ was fantastic, constantly phoning for help which never came, even though a lot of bad things were directed at her.
Next day we discussed what had happened and one point of contention was 1) How much I had consumed and, 2) Neat vodka – both of which needs some radical attention especially the latter. Spoke with N__ after my hangover had been reduced somewhat – he was ok, no bruising to speak of and everything a-ok. He was especially concerned about me, I said that I was ok but wouldn’t be coming out drinking for a while.
Didn’t go out until Thursday when I felt better. Saw my friend and worker D__ and explained the situation of the previous Sunday – he was not a happy man. Spoke with various doctors and health workers, got another appointment with the psych. … for middle of November!
Drank a couple of pints that night and came home.
The weekend was fine although little drink was consumed until Sunday where I met J__ at the pub. Friends had come and gone. Found out that N__ had spoke with certain associates about the events of the Sunday earlier – I am not happy about this and is a good reason why I write here today on said subject.
Had dinner with J__ in the Morecambe then met up with an ex-girlfrien and we talked well into the night before making our excuses and left for home, suitably pissed but happy with it.
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11 Oct
Tuesday had been a very good day dizzy-wise with very little occurring – confidence was running normal for once. Didn’t bother with drink in the afternoon, instead carried on with the shelving of the bathroom and a consequential squirt with some silicone sealant.
Nighttime saw darts again at the pub; the cider was going down very slowly – two pints in 3 hours. I lost my game – got down to a double though so they are improving overall. J__ came in at about 10 after a short text on the phone, she had a half then proceeded off to Niggle’s place for an impromptu visit while I went back to conclude the darts.
Then it started to go downhill head-wise – a sensation came over me, the background music didn’t help and proceeded to turn my head from this reality. Panicking a little I prompted for a double Sambuca and sat at the bar sipping from time to time. Texted J__, got one back almost immediately. Drank Sambuca and ordered another one – telling myself that I shouldn’t be doing this as it wouldn’t help in the long run then went outside and rolled a fag. Head was still going off on one. Texted J__ again telling of predicament while I still had something about me… J__ arrived ten minutes later, had a word with the barman while advised her to take me home then she came outside. By this time I was non-corpus mentis, cigarette being slowly smoked, spirit on the table; sort of clocked J__ as she came up – eye contact was sadly missing from me. She suggested that she call a cab and get me home. Agreement was total and after she called one I sipped some more spirit before gulping it down in one… the cab duly arrived and off we went.
I wasn’t well by the time we got back and time was doing that funny trick of seemingly slowing to treacle while passing like wildfire. Remember eating and answering questions. Didn’t really come round until half twelve then went, reluctantly, to bed.
Wednesday; woke woolly-headed with little memory of the previous night – J__ filled me in and everything slowly came back – very surprised that J__ was still around after my episode. Usually have come to find that when the ladies find what my head is really like - they bugger off sharpish, J__ is unusual and looked after me really well, and made sure I was comfortable. My head came to about two hours later – round about 9am – it was like a large black dull weight had been lifted from my head and light spilled in from all directions.
At half ten we went out to meet friends on the stone jetty, a beautifully warm sunny October day with hardly a breeze. The views across the bay were spectacular and soon had me clicking away on the camera. Had our sort of fun along the way until we met up with T__ and Jesse – his hair has gone absolutely bonkers – renamed him to Fluff. Half an hour later after we had drank out brews, eaten the cake and generally talked some more (nothing of last night was said) until T’s Mum arrived. The meet was successful with no untoward happenings occurring which T had been dreading. Ate at Wethers and had drinks, talked of what we were going to see at the pictures later on – decided when we got to mine and J__’s place… the new version of Halloween. A good film all in all, very graphic with a good storyline, tension was lacking in places though as you just knew what was going to happen. Afterwards were at at Burger King - chicken bits and juice. A good day all in all, J__ was wonderful again in looking after me, so I looked after her as well in the nighttime 
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